"There are as the republics of Antiquity would be to you or I, it seems." Which, perhaps Timaeus wasn't the most reliable source, but Enjolras couldn't exactly argue with their history books. Her embarrassment seems to go completely unnoticed, although he seems to relax once the more respectable distance between them is reestablished.

"The books I have found here care little for offering a detailed account. They limit the scope of their information to how it relates to Panem, either through science or technology." He shook his head, golden curls bouncing lightly around his ears. She's exactly right, none of it makes sense. It's all upsetting and more upsetting is the fact that he can't tell just how much of it can be believed.