I sell a pretty story to the pretty people. Yes. And that is how I try to keep my Tributes alive.

[And she'd always seen it as a rather noble profession.]

And find my own way in the world. [Succeed. Rise.

She notes his thoughts on her difference with a sniff:] Though here, it seems, I can only look forward to scorn and threats. Tell me, whoever-you-are: what are your thoughts on dogs?

[Why does she sound so hopeful when she asks this question?]