Katniss freezes. She is pointing the arrow right at him, but her brain stills.
As much as she is attracted to and... has feelings for (even if she doesn't acknowledge them, can't acknowledge them, doesn't have time to with the weight of just trying to survive laced into her every muscle), the Gale and Peeta in this other world where they're both women so they're different but also the same in deep down, integral ways like the-- the ones she knew. It doesn't mean she hasn't missed the Gale that she grew up with, that she hunted alongside. His face that she's missed, and it's the face staring right back at her with a gentle expression he'd only ever give to her. She lowers the bow and arrows, swallowing, breathless, as she--
"...Gale?"
Her jaw locks, and she is half convinced this is one more Capitol trick (like with her sister screaming). At least he's not screaming.
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As much as she is attracted to and... has feelings for (even if she doesn't acknowledge them, can't acknowledge them, doesn't have time to with the weight of just trying to survive laced into her every muscle), the Gale and Peeta in this other world where they're both women so they're different but also the same in deep down, integral ways like the-- the ones she knew. It doesn't mean she hasn't missed the Gale that she grew up with, that she hunted alongside. His face that she's missed, and it's the face staring right back at her with a gentle expression he'd only ever give to her. She lowers the bow and arrows, swallowing, breathless, as she--
"...Gale?"
Her jaw locks, and she is half convinced this is one more Capitol trick (like with her sister screaming). At least he's not screaming.