It's just as he'd hoped. She lights up, green eyes full up with wonder. She runs her hands over the fabric and speaks just a touch too loud, but it's good. He's beaming at her right up until she begins to doubt.

He waves a hand, shaking his head all the while. Those Tributes won't be wearing this. If he truly needs more, he can get plenty. Disgrace to the lot or not, he is still a Capitolite. But moreover, there is no Tribute more deserving than the girl truly from the District.

No need to sway. They're hers. And he proves so by putting it all into her hands. She can think of it as a homecoming gift. Welcome to you new abode.

He bows his head a little, folding his hands too to express this. Go. See how they look.