There was something painfully endearing when she told him off, forcibly telling him that she was capable of making her own decisions. Maybe it was simply that it was more familiar, or maybe it was that everyone always underestimated her and rarely saw this side of her. Or maybe it was just that very few people told him off like that anymore.
He didn't bother telling her that their situation wasn't likely to change anytime soon, that he was going to spend more time in the Capitol than he would in Four. They would say goodbye all the time, and when he was in the Capitol, he would sleep with too many people, and a lot of that would leak into the tabloids. He didn't bother telling her that they would never be able to have a public relationship -- because she was smart and she'd had two weeks to think about all of this. She understood it in theory.
"It's not too much work," he answered gently. "And I promise I won't lie to you anymore. If you want to know something, I will tell you. And if I can't tell you something because it's to keep someone safe, I'll tell you that, too." He hesitated, suspecting that he already knew what her answer was going to be to the next part, but he wanted her to hear it anyway. It might not make a difference today, but sometime in the future it might.
"And I want you to promise me, that if there's ever anyone else you think could make you happy, you'll try with them, all right?" Finnick asked. It was still her decision then.
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Date: 2014-03-01 02:58 am (UTC)He didn't bother telling her that their situation wasn't likely to change anytime soon, that he was going to spend more time in the Capitol than he would in Four. They would say goodbye all the time, and when he was in the Capitol, he would sleep with too many people, and a lot of that would leak into the tabloids. He didn't bother telling her that they would never be able to have a public relationship -- because she was smart and she'd had two weeks to think about all of this. She understood it in theory.
"It's not too much work," he answered gently. "And I promise I won't lie to you anymore. If you want to know something, I will tell you. And if I can't tell you something because it's to keep someone safe, I'll tell you that, too." He hesitated, suspecting that he already knew what her answer was going to be to the next part, but he wanted her to hear it anyway. It might not make a difference today, but sometime in the future it might.
"And I want you to promise me, that if there's ever anyone else you think could make you happy, you'll try with them, all right?" Finnick asked. It was still her decision then.