AN: Thanks for all reviews and a quick shoutout to ilvecoffee-n-narutoYOUTH who beta-ed this chapter for me. Thanks ^^.

Soon, Cinna got his schedule and besides designing the cloths for Katniss, he also began learning at the hospital in District Thirteen. He went through different types of training and helped with cleaning up after people, like what a janitor would do. He, surprisingly, enjoyed the work; it was certainly different than what he was used to, but still pleasant. The fact that he was helping brightened his mood as well.

However, not everyone seemed exactly happy with him working there at first. A few that were helping to train him made it a much bigger deal than it actually was when he got something wrong, and occasionally the worst areas were given to him to clean. But still, Cinna learned to easily ignore those that obviously didn't respect him.

Of course he had to think about where they were coming from. He was a person from the Capitol who hadn't really done what would be considered labor to them, and that was enough to make people cautious. He certainly wouldn't be surprised if Seneca had been treated the same way when he had first arrived.

Still, once it became obvious that their bullying wasn't doing anything and that Cinna was actually helping, the others began to back off. A couple stayed hostile, but most warmed up to Cinna for he was a very likeable person.

However, now that he had an important job, he got a good bit less time to talk to Seneca. He enjoyed his work, but he missed talking to him that much more. When they did get the chance, Seneca would occasionally tell some little story that would make Cinna's eyebrows shoot up in surprise, or his mouth turn up in a smile. Other times they would talk about what they had done that day, but it wasn't uncommon for them to only get the chance to say hi and bye.

And then there was of course Katniss. Cinna knew that he was part of the reason that she had become the symbol of the revolution, but he still worried about her. It was possible that this could end up being very traumatic for her because it wasn't just going to be twenty-four kids in an arena fighting it off this time. There would most likely be much younger, innocent babies, and the elderly that couldn't defend themselves getting killed in a crossfire.

Cinna understood that there would be death; that was the only way the rebellion would be able to get the Capitol to submit. Nevertheless, he hated the idea of Katniss having to see it all. She was strong, and so very brave, but everyone has their breaking points and Cinna would hate it if she reached hers. Still, he never did voice his concerns, mainly because he knew that she wouldn't listen to him. That, and he doubted President Coin would let anyone take away her symbol.

Normally Katniss went hunting with Gale. She liked that she was able to hunt, even if it was a bit annoying to only be able to have a one-fourth mile radius. However, things don't always go exactly as planned, and this time she went hunting not with Gale, but with Seneca.

"I didn't know you could hunt," was the first thing that came out of her mouth.

Seneca gave a small smirk. "Well I didn't for a very long time. However, I'd like to think that I've progressed a good bit since I first picked up a bow an' arrow."

"I'll be the judge of that."

"Oh, are you the all powerful master at this art?"

"Some people around here might think so." Replied Katniss. Since Seneca seemed to be one of Coin's right hand men, Katniss had been able to interact with him a lot more, and she found that she quite enjoyed him. She was almost positive that if she had personally known Seneca when he was in the Capitol she wouldn't have liked him one bit, but she certainly liked the man he had come to be.

Now they went quietly into the surrounding woods, no one talking, their footsteps barely making a sound. Katniss had to admire Seneca's careful foot work. She honestly had expected him to be bumbling around, making enough noise to make people as far as District Three hear them.

Still, as she watched the wood or the sky for movement, she kept a careful eye on Seneca, just to see how well he did.

Suddenly, a bird came into view, and Katniss' bow was ready with an arrow on it. However, she purposely slowed just to see if Seneca would try to shoot at it and how well he would do. He ended up hitting it right in the eye.

"I'm impressed." Shee said, really meaning the words.

"Really? I could tell you slowed in drawing the arrow."

"I wanted to at least see how you would do. I was curious to see if you'd even go for the bird."

"Well now that you have your answer, how about you use all of your skill and see how I do."

"Sounds good to me."

They continued hunting, the whole thing becoming somewhat of a competition. Katniss was the better marksmen, but Seneca could hold his own. He was as fast as her, but he had excellent aim. Besides maybe a few words of congratulation, there wasn't any talking between the two until they began to head back to District Thirteen.

Katniss asked, "I'm curious, when are you going to make a move on Cinna?"

Though inwardly he was quite shocked by her question, he simply replied, "It's just flirting, nothing more."

"Nothing more,? What I would give if I could describe my relationship with Gale or Peeta as 'nothing more.' You don't strike me, at least now anyway, as the kind of person to do that to someone."

"Well even if I did say I cared about Cinna, why are you so interested?" Seneca shot back.

"Because it's obvious that Cinna likes you." Katniss responded. "I know he hasn't made a move because he thinks that you're both too busy for any kind of relationship at the moment—"

"And he'd be right."

"—but I want to know why you haven't made a move." Katniss finished.

Seneca didn't answer though. Instead, he just kept walking. Katniss followed, trying to figure out what was going on inside his head, her eyebrows furrowed together in concentration, when, suddenly, it came to her. "You're afraid."

"No I'm not!" was Seneca's immediate response. "Besides, what would I be afraid of?"

Katniss was silent for a moment and then replied, "You don't think you'll come back from the rebellion. In fact, you've planned on not coming back for quite some time."

"Well after the rebellion what am I suppose to do? If I give my life to the cause at least I'll feel that I've done something good."

"But what about the people that would miss you once you were gone?"

"At one point no one would've missed me."

"But Cinna would."

"Yes . . . Cinna would. Still though, isn't better if we were never together in case I did die."

"That's not your choice to make." replied Katniss.

After that, the rest of their short journey was continued in silence.