Disclaimer: Still do not own the Hunger Games. Kind of sad, isn't it?
.: honor :.
"What if we win?"
Clove tilts her head to the side and stares at Cato questioningly. He stares back at her, blankly. They're tired. They're exhausted, despite the years of training for this moment. And they want this game to be over.
"It'll be the greatest honor," he says slowly.
She shifts from her position and gazes up at the stars. "But have you ever thought about going back, you know, together? District Two could have two champions."
He averts his eyes from her and doesn't say a word.
She knows who's he's fighting for in the silence that follows.
A/N: Not my greatest one, but for my faithful reviewer Jack. Thanks for sticking with this story! :D
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