[During a moment of lucidity, it occurs to her that this, her first reaction, is selfish. As selfish as it's ever been; the old, familiar stab of guilt is a logical follower. It's unforgivable that he's even here in the first place. He's clearly leverage, incentive, and it's her fault that the Initiative would even think to take him. Just like it's her fault that he was picked up by the Capitol, left to whatever horrible inevitabilities that will happen to him.
Her fault. All her fault. And now she's seeking him out in the middle of the night, possibly even waking him up, simply because she is having nightmares.
There's an instant when she thinks about leaving, maybe even has a foot half ready to move, but then he opens the door, and it's too late.
She's tired. So tired. Physically, mentally, emotionally, all of it. No matter the guilt that may still persist, she doesn't have the energy to fight his arms encircling her, and instead goes into them easily. The only response she can manage is a nod against his shirt.]
sobs 5ever ;;
Her fault. All her fault. And now she's seeking him out in the middle of the night, possibly even waking him up, simply because she is having nightmares.
There's an instant when she thinks about leaving, maybe even has a foot half ready to move, but then he opens the door, and it's too late.
She's tired. So tired. Physically, mentally, emotionally, all of it. No matter the guilt that may still persist, she doesn't have the energy to fight his arms encircling her, and instead goes into them easily. The only response she can manage is a nod against his shirt.]