"It isn't that hard to sort them, really -- it's not anything I'm worried about being able to do. They're different enough that I don't think it would be possible to confuse them. This Porrim is younger. Human, of course. The clear product of a sheltered and privileged upbringing. That isn't a mark against her, but she doesn't have the same hardness my mother did. She never had to develop it."

This is all from base impressions, of course. He doesn't know Panem's Porrim like he knew his mother or the Porrim of Beforus. He can't say how much of the face she presents is an act, because who ever really knows with the people born and bred in the Capitol?

"I can't imagine this Porrim slicing daywalkers in half with a chainsaw, is my point." Have an answering attempt at humor, Roland.