Katniss and Madge, District 13.

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She still wasn't settled here.

She probably would never be settled here, even if she lived here till the day she died. The air it's self weighed her down. And the feeling of people looking at her, the things they expected. She was going to drown under all of it, she was fairly certain.

At least she had made deals. For the safety of those in the Capitol. And for her sanity, being able to get up out of this hole. A big, fancy hole, yes, but just another hole in the ground. She hated coming back down here after hunting, but there wasn't really another choice.

Pushing around her food in the cafeteria, she was at least glad they could bring a little flavor into this, too. The stew today had some of the game they'd caught, and was better for it. Last night had been full of nightmares, and even knowing how much she needed this meal, she was having trouble making it go down.

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Katniss shook her head. Even if they had, they would have been grown here-tasteless and dull. She doubted anyone would have gone up to gather them, and if they had, that they would have made them down to the masses.

"I don't think they'd know what to do with them."

She was suddenly homesick, for strawberries, black berried, the fruits of the forest. Even the apples that grew right outside the fence. Had grown there, at least.

[themayorsdaughter]

Madge had gotten herself into a dark place as well, thinking about the day that Katniss had volunteered. She and Gale had come to her home before and had given her strawberries for her father. She frowned deeply into her food and then after a long moment.

"I'm sorry," she said, just for the sake of pretending she wasn't in a dark place. "There's a reason we never talked much back home. I'm afraid I'm not very good at it."

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A quick smile twisted up Katniss's lip as she poked at her food, brief but real.

"We can practice with each other."

Peeta was the one good at talking. She tried not to let it show on her face the sudden twist of anxiety that gave her.

[themayorsdaughter]

"Ah, good. I could use all of the practice I can get. The people here aren't as easy to scare off as the ones back home."

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That got more than a smile out of her.

"Yeah, they're..."She glanced around to make sure they didn't have any spies. "They're pretty hard to uhh...effect."

[themayorsdaughter]

"You have a lot of responsibility, and I don't envy you that at all," she said carefully, not wanting Katniss to think that the next comment was anything other than a joke. She didn't want her only real friend to think she was discrediting everything he had to deal with, "But I am I little jealous that none of them are after mixing your DNA with theirs."

Katniss's problems with boys was far more complicated than being seen as breeding stock with new DNA codes to bring into the culture of the District.

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It took Katniss a moment to process that, before she chuckled.

"Yeah, yeah, can't say I mind that benefit."

None of these people were trying to get her DNA. Luckily. She didn't think that would go well for either of them.

[themayorsdaughter]

"How has everything else been?" she asked, knowing that Katniss couldn't share too much but wanting to give her a safe space to talk if she wanted to. Talking had never been a part of their friendship though, so Madge would always be willing to offer silence as well. Sometimes silence was what you needed.

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She shrugged, and seemed to be taking Madge up on the silence side of things, before she suddenly spoke up.

"Are they pushing you to fight?"

[themayorsdaughter]

She shook her head. "They want me to contribute, but they know I'm no solider. I think I'm going to be cleaning uniforms instead, or something else like that. Something that helps the effort but keeps me out of the firefight."

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She nodded.

The fighting...Katniss was still so torn on it. She was exhausted, and she just wanted everything to be done. For Peeta to be home, for 12 to be there.

"It's better."

[themayorsdaughter]

"I wish I could help you more," she admitted. She usually wasn't so open with her own feelings and thoughts, but it seemed so true to her. Back home, there had been things she knew how to do. She knew to pay Katniss for the things she brought, to be medicine was Gale was hurt, to give Katniss the pin. Now, she was at a total loss.

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She shrugged, trying to figure out how to say that this actually was helping. There was no one Katniss felt comfortable talking to. Gale had his own agenda. Prim...she didn't want Prim in this. Johanna...no.

"You do."