Addled is a small word to what James was at that moment but even he could see the worry in Maxwell's face. The whispers ceased in time for the clerk to hear the last question.
"I...No, I don't have somewhere to go. I was thinking the village, or the castle," he responded, "But I've not seen anyone come out of there."
It's a trap, it's always a trap. He knows better than to trust the Capitol's generosity simply on principle. A fortification that imposing and the faint smell of food? It's a honey trap, or worse, a torture castle. It was Brookhaven all over again.
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"I...No, I don't have somewhere to go. I was thinking the village, or the castle," he responded, "But I've not seen anyone come out of there."
It's a trap, it's always a trap. He knows better than to trust the Capitol's generosity simply on principle. A fortification that imposing and the faint smell of food? It's a honey trap, or worse, a torture castle. It was Brookhaven all over again.