OOC: Luceti Appointments

[victorbychance]

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[victorbychance]

[He immediately wraps his arms around her and holds her close.]

She could come back.

[stillplaying]

[It's an embrace she falls into easily, scooting closer on the couch. It doesn't make the pain go away, but it helps. Reassures her, at least, that she's not alone. She has Peeta. The boy with the bread. The boy who would die for her.

In that moment, she now knows that Gale was probably right. If she ever had to chose between the two, it would come down to survival just as much as it would love. Because somehow, in the midst of the Games and the uprising, the two had become something intertwined for her. In so many ways, she's come to rely on Peeta for her own survival, her own sanity, in ways she never had Gale. It's a bit of a startling realization, one that causes her to nearly miss the boy's response.

Rue could come back. But right now, she's more worried that he would go away, too. And it's important. Important to know every detail she can wrangle to prevent Peeta from ever being taken, too.] Were there any signs? Did you see them? The droids or the Malnosso? Whatever took her?

[victorbychance]

[He shakes his head, burying one hand in her hair to cradle the back of her head.] No. I got up this morning and she was gone. I'm sorry.

[He's sorry, because if he'd been there, maybe he could have done something. It's completely irrational, maybe, but he'd been right there.]

[stillplaying]

[She doesn't blame him. Not like she still blames Gale. Still thinks of him and thinks of those bombs. Of Prim. But she can sit here right now. Hide herself against Peeta's familiar, comforting body and not think of anything but how grateful she is that he's still here.

At least they didn't take him, too.]

It's not your fault. [She tilts her head just enough to meet his eyes.] I should have been here, Peeta. I should've been here to protect both of you.