[She looks at him with obvious disdain when he mentions that there's no need to draw her bow. However calm he speaks it, she can't help but disagree. That's not how it is. She doesn't know any of these people. Doesn't know where they come from or what they have planned. She still hasn't even figured out all the rules of this game. Though Peeta's told her killing is not a part of it, she can't quite bring herself to believe it.
Everything seems to involve death at the end. In some manner or another.]
I don't know you. [She counters, still keeping her bow steady by her side. He gave her a name. But a name doesn't mean anything. Not to her.] I don't know if I can trust you.
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Everything seems to involve death at the end. In some manner or another.]
I don't know you. [She counters, still keeping her bow steady by her side. He gave her a name. But a name doesn't mean anything. Not to her.] I don't know if I can trust you.