POST 04 [locked to Dylan - SPAM][Backdated 8/28]

[districttwo]

[This starts out strong. Cato is sitting up in bed trying to heal with everything he's got.]

That stupid bitch killed me! she killed me! There were no rules in there. No rules at all.

[Except for the last part, which sounds like a whiny petulant child who is frustrated and desperately desperately wanting to leave the infirmary.]

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Re: Spam!

[districttwo]

[Cato is stunned. And maybe it's the pain or just the morphine but he squeezes his eyes shut and there are tears.

After a few shuddering gasps however they're gone.]

you sound like my father. Be careful. Not everybody is going to like that kind of talk. My mother didn't.

Spam!

[hunt4commonwealth]

[Dylan doesn't say anything about the tears. He remembers being a young man and knows that they often like to pretend that they never cry and don't like it being pointed out to them when they do. But he does squeeze Cato's shoulder again.]

I'll be careful. But I'm not going to change my mind about this.

Spam!

[districttwo]

[He just nods.]

...No lashes. No reprimand. I'm...

Thank you.

I'll work in the gym.