[It's the drawings that catch her attention first. Of the people in the strange costumes. Costumes that she's not even certain are remotely practical. The one of the woman and the man with the horns, in particular, makes her blush a little. Why would anyone sketch people with such little clothing in such a public medium?
But such thoughts are forgotten as she notices the words. It's a good question, a question she wishes she knew the answer to. Even with Peeta here, even with spending each night in his arms, she's still haunted. The bad dreams won't go away.
Her response is hesitant and she nearly crosses out the words one or two times before finishing the question:]
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But such thoughts are forgotten as she notices the words. It's a good question, a question she wishes she knew the answer to. Even with Peeta here, even with spending each night in his arms, she's still haunted. The bad dreams won't go away.
Her response is hesitant and she nearly crosses out the words one or two times before finishing the question:]
Did you figure it out?