"Didn't grow up in Panem, just got here." Chandra is just making finger guns at all the cameras in the area and they are exploding exactly as Chandra wants them to. She's beginning to feel that the entire area is fake, the forests, the trees, whatever those bug things were. Whoever came up with all this had some skilled workers. Almost a shame to break everything.
Almost.
"So... this is about food? You're fighting to the death over food?" What sorta messed up plane was this?
Rue shakes her head emphatically. "No. It's not that simple." And she figures that she's already in the arena and unlikely to make it out again, so she might as well tell the truth. "They're making examples of us. Every year they take two children from every district, and they put all twenty four tributes in the arena until there's only one person left alive. One victor. They're reminding the country that the Capitol has all the power, and that no one can ever stop them from doing this."
"How did you get here? Why would you come here?" No one should want to be in Panem.
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Almost.
"So... this is about food? You're fighting to the death over food?" What sorta messed up plane was this?
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"How did you get here? Why would you come here?" No one should want to be in Panem.