Liar1 01/04/2024
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A tendency toward obsession was hardwired into his brain and would likely be his undoing if he couldn't learn to outsmart it.
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Nothing you can take from me was ever worth keeping.
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"But if she's brave enough to be here, shouldn't I be?"
"Oh, for the record, I didn't have a choice," said Lucy Gray.
"For the record, neither did I," said Coriolanus.
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"And thanks. For the crackers and all," said Lucy Gray.
"It's nothing."
"Not to you maybe," she said. "But it's meant the world having someone show up like I mattered."
"You do matter," he said.
"Well, there's a lot of evidence to the contrary."
"You matter to me," he insisted.
"You matter to me, Lucy Gray," he repeated.
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"You can joke, but it won't change what you did for me. I hope I can repay you in some way."
"I hope so, too," she said.
"I don't know how," he admitted.
"You could start by thinking I can actually win."
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"You've no right to starve people, to punish them for no reason. No right to take away their life and freedom. Those are things everyone is born with, and they're not yours for the taking. Winning a war doesn't give you that right. Having more weapons doesn't give you that right. Being from the Capitol doesn't give you that right. Nothing does."
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So he added a paragraph about his deep relief on winning the war, and the grim satisfaction of seeing the Capitol's enemies, who'd treated him so cruelly, who'd cost his family so much, brought to their knees. Hobbled. Impotent. Unable to hurt him anymore. He'd loved the unfamiliar sense of safety that their defeat had brought. The security that could only come with power. The ability to control things. Yes, that was what he'd loved best of all.
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Used? Coriolanus had not thought of being a mentor as anything but an honor. A way to serve the Capitol and perhaps gain a little glory. But she had a point. If the cause wasn't honorable, how could it be an honor to participate in it? He felt confused, then manipulated, then undefended. As if he were more a tribute than a mentor.
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"Remember, Coriolanus, that wherever you go, you will always be a Snow. No one can ever take that from you."
He wondered if that wasn't the problem.
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"We pour so much money into the districts," he said. It must be true. People always complained about it in the Capitol.
"We pour money into our industries, not into the districts themselves," said Sejanus. "The people are on their own."
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"You found me," she said.
In District 12? In Panem? In the world itself? Never mind, it didn't matter. "You knew I would."
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"Well, that's it, then. I saved you from the fire, and you saved me from the snakes. We're responsible for each other's lives now."
"Are we?" he asked.
"Sure," she said. "You're mine and I'm yours. It's written in the stars."
"No escaping that."
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It seemed too bleak an existence to condemn a child to. Any child, let alone one of his own. What was there to aspire to once wealth, fame, and power had been eliminated? Was the goal of survival further survival and nothing more?
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And he didn't like love, the way it had made him feel stupid and vulnerable. If he ever married, he'd choose someone incapable of swaying his heart. Someone he hated, even, so they could never manipulate him the way Lucy Gray had. Never make him feel jealous. Or weak.