"I'm used to people knowing more about me than I do about them, but not like this," he says. He also usually works to address that imbalance, to steal some of the knowledge that's become the only currency he has other than his body.
But here, there are other currencies that matter, and they're more like the everyday concerns of the districts. In Four, the fishery folk don't go hungry, no matter how bad things are. It's forbidden, of course, but there is little the Peacekeepers can ever do to prove that there's been poaching, or fish stolen from the catch, so long as the quotas are made. A family can be fed with a theft that would never be noticed, and the children of the poorest fishers learn early on how to make their own catches. Finnick had been expert with trident and net for a reason that had little to do with his training.
"I wondered," he says, quietly, his head tipping to one side in a nod of concession. "You knew how to handle yourself in the woods better than others from Twelve." He doesn't even remember whether or not there were woods within the boundaries of Twelve; he'd had other things to worry about the only two times he'd ever been there.
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"I'm used to people knowing more about me than I do about them, but not like this," he says. He also usually works to address that imbalance, to steal some of the knowledge that's become the only currency he has other than his body.
But here, there are other currencies that matter, and they're more like the everyday concerns of the districts. In Four, the fishery folk don't go hungry, no matter how bad things are. It's forbidden, of course, but there is little the Peacekeepers can ever do to prove that there's been poaching, or fish stolen from the catch, so long as the quotas are made. A family can be fed with a theft that would never be noticed, and the children of the poorest fishers learn early on how to make their own catches. Finnick had been expert with trident and net for a reason that had little to do with his training.
"I wondered," he says, quietly, his head tipping to one side in a nod of concession. "You knew how to handle yourself in the woods better than others from Twelve." He doesn't even remember whether or not there were woods within the boundaries of Twelve; he'd had other things to worry about the only two times he'd ever been there.