"I was rather hoping not to be here that long," Fitz replies ruefully. He isn't sure whether he can trust Merlyn - they've just met, and he's learnt his lesson about underestimating people just because they look harmless - but he figures the Capitol's pretty well aware of his feelings on the matter. "I've things to attend to back home."
The word 'England' means about as much to him as 'Panem', but it hardly matters. He'll have to find his way somehow, the names hardly matter. He takes the hand Merlyn proffers, and shakes it somewhat awkwardly.
"Good to meet you, Merlyn. I'm -" And here he pauses a moment, because after the past year it feels so strange to introduce himself by his true name. But the Peacekeepers addressed him so, and so it's clear his captors know who he is, and equally clear that he's under their watchful eye even now, or they would not have let him out into the city. He cannot afford to waste an alias on this, or, for that matter, to let on that he's smart enough to lie, if he can help it. "Fitz," he finishes somewhat lamely. "Late of Buck, though I've travelled long and far from there."
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The word 'England' means about as much to him as 'Panem', but it hardly matters. He'll have to find his way somehow, the names hardly matter. He takes the hand Merlyn proffers, and shakes it somewhat awkwardly.
"Good to meet you, Merlyn. I'm -" And here he pauses a moment, because after the past year it feels so strange to introduce himself by his true name. But the Peacekeepers addressed him so, and so it's clear his captors know who he is, and equally clear that he's under their watchful eye even now, or they would not have let him out into the city. He cannot afford to waste an alias on this, or, for that matter, to let on that he's smart enough to lie, if he can help it. "Fitz," he finishes somewhat lamely. "Late of Buck, though I've travelled long and far from there."