[She speaks the words more clearly this time, putting more force into them. Louder, firmer. Even lets a little bit of pride sink in. Pride that she had managed to save Peeta's life as well as her own. Even if she had cost them so much later in that act of stupidity, back then, it hadn't mattered. They had survived when all the odds were never in their favor.
A second or two later, she sighs. Effie's not going to get it, is she? She's never once thought of breaking the rules. Of thoughts of rebellion and trouble. How to phrase it?]
You became the first chaperon to represent not one, but two Victors, on that Parade. Two, Effie. Imagine the prestige.
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[She speaks the words more clearly this time, putting more force into them. Louder, firmer. Even lets a little bit of pride sink in. Pride that she had managed to save Peeta's life as well as her own. Even if she had cost them so much later in that act of stupidity, back then, it hadn't mattered. They had survived when all the odds were never in their favor.
A second or two later, she sighs. Effie's not going to get it, is she? She's never once thought of breaking the rules. Of thoughts of rebellion and trouble. How to phrase it?]
You became the first chaperon to represent not one, but two Victors, on that Parade. Two, Effie. Imagine the prestige.