Scarlet looked at him, tilting her head to the side as she tried to figure out if he was serious. If so, he was insane. "You're kidding, right?" she laughed, rolling her eyes. "Jace Masons, you are full of shit, you know that?" She leaned down and kissed him back, running her fingers over his soft, shaven face and through his freshly washed and trimmed hair. Looking in the mirror at him, she smiled. "Now, did I do a decent job? I used to cut my brothers' hair alot back home." She shrugged and moved to the closet, grabbing him some casual clothes to put on so that she could get him out a little bit, wanting him to see his new surroundings.
Peeta nodded, still looked bitter, but he seemed to be calm. He gripped the arms of the chair so tight, his knuckles aches, and he couldn't make himself look at her. Deep in thought, he stared at his lap. She was different than he remembered, looking frail and lost and broken down. He wondered if he did that to her, or it was an act. Either way, his chest tightened at the thought. "Well... If you're really my Sienna, then tell me something only she would know." His eyes finally rolled up to look at her, daring her. Mutts didn't have memories, did they?
Norah bit her lip, tears pouring down her face as he looked up at her. She trusted him, but she was still scared, her breathing ragged and rapid. Nodding, she leaned into him and pressed her face into his chest. "Please promise me we will get her back," she begged, desperate for comfort. "Please..." Standing, she wiped her eyes and started to head over to her room with him. "Let me get clothes on and we wil; leave. There is no way you are not taking me with you..."
Peeta nodded, still looked bitter, but he seemed to be calm. He gripped the arms of the chair so tight, his knuckles aches, and he couldn't make himself look at her. Deep in thought, he stared at his lap. She was different than he remembered, looking frail and lost and broken down. He wondered if he did that to her, or it was an act. Either way, his chest tightened at the thought. "Well... If you're really my Sienna, then tell me something only she would know." His eyes finally rolled up to look at her, daring her. Mutts didn't have memories, did they?
Norah bit her lip, tears pouring down her face as he looked up at her. She trusted him, but she was still scared, her breathing ragged and rapid. Nodding, she leaned into him and pressed her face into his chest. "Please promise me we will get her back," she begged, desperate for comfort. "Please..." Standing, she wiped her eyes and started to head over to her room with him. "Let me get clothes on and we wil; leave. There is no way you are not taking me with you..."