Part of him feels he should clam up there and change the subject, but the impulsive part of him is much bigger. He fiddles with the bottle in his hand, but even keeping his hands busy can't stop the words from spilling out. "There's somebody who kinda... needs me alive, I guess. Back home, if I'd died, she woulda' gone with me. No choice or anything, it's stuck like that. I'm not sure how it goes here..."
He leaves out the parts with the homunculi and the immortality because that's kind of confusing. And the Capitol definitely shouldn't know about the elixir; that could only lead to very bad things.
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Part of him feels he should clam up there and change the subject, but the impulsive part of him is much bigger. He fiddles with the bottle in his hand, but even keeping his hands busy can't stop the words from spilling out. "There's somebody who kinda... needs me alive, I guess. Back home, if I'd died, she woulda' gone with me. No choice or anything, it's stuck like that. I'm not sure how it goes here..."
He leaves out the parts with the homunculi and the immortality because that's kind of confusing. And the Capitol definitely shouldn't know about the elixir; that could only lead to very bad things.