That wouldn't mean you aren't real.

No, he wasn't made of magic. Science was his progenitor, in nearly all respects. In terms of his 'realness'...

Don felt his voice nearly get stuck in his throat. He'd been dealing with that, but that moment wasn't the best time.

"...Yeah. No, that's..." He nodded, quickly changing the subject. "Listen, I'm not sure what they told you about the Hunger Games...what do you remember?"