Normally, Effie was all for speeches. She was good at them (or so she liked to think). Back home, every Reaping had been her time to shine - and she had been overjoyed when, with Victors, she'd been able to craft a dozen speeches to unload at every district. But things had changed and it had lost its flavour, and now Effie in her uncertainty far preferred to keep things to herself or one-on-one.
She gently applauded Katniss' speech - or toast, maybe - feeling, well, overjoyed at what a strong, beautiful woman her Victor had become. Katniss was not the most eloquent person, but she always got to the soul of the matter, and she had a giving nature that Effie had only managed to see once she'd arrived at the Nexus.
Effie was still avoiding her home, pretending the Capitol did not exist - but here with all the people from her home it was somehow easier. Together, they could weather the storm. She did not dig into her food with quite the amount of fervor she was used to - without the Capitol's penchant for slimming diets, she had to be more careful in order to fit into her corsets - but what she did sample was wonderful.
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She gently applauded Katniss' speech - or toast, maybe - feeling, well, overjoyed at what a strong, beautiful woman her Victor had become. Katniss was not the most eloquent person, but she always got to the soul of the matter, and she had a giving nature that Effie had only managed to see once she'd arrived at the Nexus.
Effie was still avoiding her home, pretending the Capitol did not exist - but here with all the people from her home it was somehow easier. Together, they could weather the storm. She did not dig into her food with quite the amount of fervor she was used to - without the Capitol's penchant for slimming diets, she had to be more careful in order to fit into her corsets - but what she did sample was wonderful.