[She can't look at him. She can only breathe and try to calm that racing heart. But Effie cannot stop shaking. What if they've SEEN? What if they've heard her? What will the penalty be?
She won't think of the children. She cannot. Won't. Not since the fireworks on a fashion extravaganza had drowned out the weakening wails of an infant.]
Merciful.
[She echoes that quite hollowly. Mercy does not exist in the Capitol. It is bereft of mercy on all levels. She doesn't trust it.]
[action -- SIX O'CLOCK.]
She won't think of the children. She cannot. Won't. Not since the fireworks on a fashion extravaganza had drowned out the weakening wails of an infant.]
Merciful.
[She echoes that quite hollowly. Mercy does not exist in the Capitol. It is bereft of mercy on all levels. She doesn't trust it.]