He was...more like me. [It's hard to force the words out, but something in her is driving her to do it anyway] My mother was from the merchant class. She left that for him.
[She's quiet again] I'm sorry. [This is happened, that she brought it up, she's not sure which. It hadn't happened like that for her, but maybe that was because her mother had been so terrible at being a mother for so long. The Games had almost seemed to scare her back to reality.]
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[She's quiet again] I'm sorry. [This is happened, that she brought it up, she's not sure which. It hadn't happened like that for her, but maybe that was because her mother had been so terrible at being a mother for so long. The Games had almost seemed to scare her back to reality.]