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Chapter 7- The Talk.
Coby's upset by Trake's negative feedback. I guess he thinks that being unsuccessful in an interview destroys his chance of ever returning home alive. He doesn't eat but goes straight to his room. I say very little at dinner, the conversation is mainly fueled by Priscilla talking about how well we both did in our interviews. While dessert is being served, Trake leans over and whispers in my ear.
"
Why don't you go talk to him?" he asks, waving his fork in Coby's direction.
I nod but decide to wait until later that night to talk to him. It's late at night and the celebrations of the Capitol citizens have kept me awake anyway. I creep to Coby's door but recieve no answer when I knock. Maybe he's asleep. I peer round the door and see that he's not there so I spend the next twenty minutes searching for him. I eventually find him, sitting on the roof.
"Hey." I whisper as I sit down next to him.
"Why are you whispering?" he asks.
I shrug "It's quiet up here, I don't want to ruin the mood."
After afew minutes silence, Coby speaks "What are you thinking about?"
"Tomorrow and if I'll be alive in twenty four hours." I reply.
"I'm scared Seph," Coby confesses "I mean how can you deal with knowing your going to die?"
"You're not going to die." I tell him.
"I won't be able to beat Nadya or the Careers." Coby says.
"Nadya wouldn't fight you." I insist.
"Yeah but the Careers would." Coby's tone is almost impatient.
I listen to the cheering of Capitol citizens "Can you hear them down there?"
Coby nods "It's disgusting."
"When I heard them cheering at the tributes parade I felt sick, when I heard them at my interview, I wanted to die but now I just want them to die. Is that wrong?" I ask.
Coby considers "No, that's human."
"Don't think about tomorrow Coby, thinking about it won't make you win, it won't help you fight better, it'll just make you more nervous."
"What should I think about?" he asks.
"Right now." I answer.
He meets my eyes and smiles. "We should probably get some sleep, be more refreshed tomorrow." he suggests.
"Okay." I smile and I follow Coby down the stairs and we part ways at his door.
