He did have a knife but it stayed in his belt and he did exactly what he'd promised, climbed out on a branch, dangling down, and landing a little distance in front of her. The spear was nearby in the grass, where he could lunge for it if things got desperate, but not immediately close where he could hurt her with it suddenly. He made no move for it or for his knife.
He simply knelt there, peacefully.
"Hi Katniss," he said gently, as if she was, well, a human being. "It's nice to meet you even if I wish it wasn't here. Are you hurt?"
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He did have a knife but it stayed in his belt and he did exactly what he'd promised, climbed out on a branch, dangling down, and landing a little distance in front of her. The spear was nearby in the grass, where he could lunge for it if things got desperate, but not immediately close where he could hurt her with it suddenly. He made no move for it or for his knife.
He simply knelt there, peacefully.
"Hi Katniss," he said gently, as if she was, well, a human being. "It's nice to meet you even if I wish it wasn't here. Are you hurt?"
That was a lot of blood.