Hey, don't look at him if they're talking up girls. R's idea of a pick-up line consisted of eating her ex and smearing rotting body fluids all over her face. Probably not the corpse to ask. Convinced he might learn something about Living here, something he maybe knew but forgot, R leans forward and for a moment forgets how healthy Howard's fangirl looks.
At first what Howard says goes over both their heads. The girl freezes, surprised, with her autograph book half-extended toward Howard.
"Rob..?" She turns to R, only just now seeing him, and she doesn't recognize him at first. Not when he'd been a late arrival to the Arena and he was bundled up in all those clothes. "What?"
You know what? He's hungry enough to put Observe the Humans on hold. Howard can find another girl to mess around with. R decides to reach out and try to paw at the Capitol citizen, his cold fingers closing over her wrist. The girl skitters back and bumps into another table, swatting at him with her autograph book as recognition finally dawns on her face. Unlike Howard, he probably didn't leave a big impression on her, unless you count trying to chew up wolves and losing body parts in the Arena. Her face pulls in disgust as she maneuvers herself to stand closer to Howard - whether it's silently asking from protection or using her favorite Tribute as a shield is up in the air.
"I-I think you should find better friends, Howard!" The girl tries to regain her composure, her voice shrill. "You're better than this. Have some class."
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At first what Howard says goes over both their heads. The girl freezes, surprised, with her autograph book half-extended toward Howard.
"Rob..?" She turns to R, only just now seeing him, and she doesn't recognize him at first. Not when he'd been a late arrival to the Arena and he was bundled up in all those clothes. "What?"
You know what? He's hungry enough to put Observe the Humans on hold. Howard can find another girl to mess around with. R decides to reach out and try to paw at the Capitol citizen, his cold fingers closing over her wrist. The girl skitters back and bumps into another table, swatting at him with her autograph book as recognition finally dawns on her face. Unlike Howard, he probably didn't leave a big impression on her, unless you count trying to chew up wolves and losing body parts in the Arena. Her face pulls in disgust as she maneuvers herself to stand closer to Howard - whether it's silently asking from protection or using her favorite Tribute as a shield is up in the air.
"I-I think you should find better friends, Howard!" The girl tries to regain her composure, her voice shrill. "You're better than this. Have some class."