[That voice. That figure running towards her. It's unmistakably Prim and if this is some cruel joke her mind is playing on her, then it is far too real.
The feel of her sister's arms around her brings her out of her shock and Katniss envelops Prim in her hold. Prim isn't the only one scared to lose the other if they let go and Katniss buries her face in Prim's hair as she strokes her back.]
It's okay, little duck. I'm here.
[And you're here. Her words are shaky, but she tries to keep them as reassuring as possible. If Prim is really here, is really alive, then she has to keep it together.]
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The feel of her sister's arms around her brings her out of her shock and Katniss envelops Prim in her hold. Prim isn't the only one scared to lose the other if they let go and Katniss buries her face in Prim's hair as she strokes her back.]
It's okay, little duck. I'm here.
[And you're here. Her words are shaky, but she tries to keep them as reassuring as possible. If Prim is really here, is really alive, then she has to keep it together.]