She's been through a lot. They all have. She's far more serious than most children her age. That said, she's still a child and she still needs something to keep her busy.
She started off by acting out against Mr. K, but a sharp reminder of those who didn't make it this far shut her up pretty quickly. She started to entertain herself by writing letters and sneaking out. 'Sneaking out' is a generous term, since she asked Mr. K if she could go outside to find food and she had taken his grunt as an affirmative. After that, she just started to leave when she felt like it without trying to hide her comings and goings, but she makes sure not to spend too much time out in a radiation-infested outside world.
When she goes out, she only spends some of her time looking for food. Most of the time, she climbs trees to the very tops of their branches and lets the wind run through her hair. Then she jumps from tree to tree, and for a moment, it feels like she's playing with the ghost of her big sister.
When she's inside the bunker, she's cranky. She uses what little ink and paper she's allowed to write letters she can't send. Letters to her little brothers and sisters, letters to her parents, letters to Steve and even letters to Eowyn... but the most sacred letters, the ones she keeps inside her pillowcase, are the letters to Rue. Letters to tell her, I'm alive. I survived and I wish you could have been here to live with me.
When she can't write or go outside, she plays with the things she's brought inside. She makes little dolls out of rocks and sticks and flowers and acorns. She plays with them and offers to play with others (although never with the Capitolite and only tentatively with the Careers). She will play cards or any game they think of so long as there's something to do.
When she can't even do that much, she puts bugs in the Capitolite's bed sheets or otherwise gets up to some mischief to express her displeasure at having a Capitolite there in the first place.
Bacopa, District 11
She's been through a lot. They all have. She's far more serious than most children her age. That said, she's still a child and she still needs something to keep her busy.
She started off by acting out against Mr. K, but a sharp reminder of those who didn't make it this far shut her up pretty quickly. She started to entertain herself by writing letters and sneaking out. 'Sneaking out' is a generous term, since she asked Mr. K if she could go outside to find food and she had taken his grunt as an affirmative. After that, she just started to leave when she felt like it without trying to hide her comings and goings, but she makes sure not to spend too much time out in a radiation-infested outside world.
When she goes out, she only spends some of her time looking for food. Most of the time, she climbs trees to the very tops of their branches and lets the wind run through her hair. Then she jumps from tree to tree, and for a moment, it feels like she's playing with the ghost of her big sister.
When she's inside the bunker, she's cranky. She uses what little ink and paper she's allowed to write letters she can't send. Letters to her little brothers and sisters, letters to her parents, letters to Steve and even letters to Eowyn... but the most sacred letters, the ones she keeps inside her pillowcase, are the letters to Rue. Letters to tell her, I'm alive. I survived and I wish you could have been here to live with me.
When she can't write or go outside, she plays with the things she's brought inside. She makes little dolls out of rocks and sticks and flowers and acorns. She plays with them and offers to play with others (although never with the Capitolite and only tentatively with the Careers). She will play cards or any game they think of so long as there's something to do.
When she can't even do that much, she puts bugs in the Capitolite's bed sheets or otherwise gets up to some mischief to express her displeasure at having a Capitolite there in the first place.