Katniss notices Buffy as soon as the woman crosses her field of view. As lost as she is in her own thoughts, drowning in those glitched memories, there's a part of her that insists on remaining vigilant to everything occurring around her. It's a persistent part of her that's at war with the part that wants to die. Ignoring it is impossible. She wants to die and she doesn't want to die. She's Katniss Everdeen, seventeen, from District 12, and sisterless. She's Katniss Everdeen, seventeen, a member of Alpha Complex, an instructor. It's confusing. Complicated. Can't she just stay here curled up in a ball instead?

She frowns as Buffy approaches. Her eyes are narrowed and while everything about Buffy might seem friendly, everything about Katniss is cautious and wary. She remains sitting, her arms wrapped around her knees. But give her a second and she'd be ready to run. She wouldn't hesitate. Although Buffy speaks, Katniss doesn't reply. She stares at the woman with a frown. Is she supposed to say something now? Something other than the muttered mantra she's been repeating? Because she doesn't want to. She doesn't see the point in it at all.