Yes. That's why. Annie leans against Alex a little heavier, in an effort to be comforting.
"I'm sorry they didn't help you. When I first got sick...they didn't help me either. I don't remember very much. Everyone says that's probably better." Annie doesn't know one way or the other, obviously. She just knows that there are things they don't talk about and sedatives stocked heavily for her in her home, on the train, in her rooms at the Capitol, but she can never get into them on her own because--she doesn't remember this, but she was told--she tried to swallow a bottle of them once.
"At least you're not there anymore."
Which Annie is perfectly aware doesn't matter at all, because it's still bad, but. She doesn't know what she needs either.
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Yes. That's why. Annie leans against Alex a little heavier, in an effort to be comforting.
"I'm sorry they didn't help you. When I first got sick...they didn't help me either. I don't remember very much. Everyone says that's probably better." Annie doesn't know one way or the other, obviously. She just knows that there are things they don't talk about and sedatives stocked heavily for her in her home, on the train, in her rooms at the Capitol, but she can never get into them on her own because--she doesn't remember this, but she was told--she tried to swallow a bottle of them once.
"At least you're not there anymore."
Which Annie is perfectly aware doesn't matter at all, because it's still bad, but. She doesn't know what she needs either.