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“– you mistake my empathy for pity.”
Cass says giving the other a soft expression. He did not pity the other nor did he seem him weak, he simply understood. He had been human for a long time before his grace was returned, he understood.
“Does it really matter? It’s just the way things go.”
Peeta shrugged, he wasn’t being his usual upbeat self lately. Things had been dragging him down, nightmares and just life in general, but yet, the blond didn’t want pity or anyone to feel bad for him. Since he managed, that’s what the artist was good at, managing.









