I’m moving in toward the camera now, carried forward by my rage. “President Snow says he’s sending us a message? Well, I have one for him. You can torture us and bomb us and burn our districts to the ground, but do you see that?”“One of the cameras follows as I point to the planes burning on the roof of the warehouse across from us. The Capitol seal on a wing glows clearly through the flames. “Fire is catching!” I am shouting now, determined that he will not miss a word. “And if we burn, you burn with us!引自 7燃死了！！！
Haymitch leans forward and dangles something on a thin white wire in front of my nose. It’s hard to focus on, but I’m pretty sure what it is. He drops it to the sheets. “That is your earpiece. I will give you exactly one more chance to wear it. If you remove it from your ear again, I’ll have you fitted with this.” He holds up some sort of metal headgear that I instantly name the head shackle. “It’s an alternative audio unit that locks around your skull and under your chin until it’s opened with a key. And I’ll have the only key. If for some reason you’re clever enough to disable it”—Haymitch dumps the head shackle on the bed and whips out a tiny silver chip—“I’ll authorize them to surgically implant this transmitter into your ear so that I may speak to you twenty-four hours a day.”
Haymitch in my head full-time. Horrifying. “I’ll keep the earpiece in,” I mutter.
“Excuse me?” he says.
“I’ll keep the earpiece in!” I say, loud enough to wake up half the hospital.
“You sure? Because I’m equally happy with any of the three options,” he tells me.
“I’m sure,” I say. I scrunch up the earpiece wire protectively in my fist and fling the head shackle back in his face with my free hand, but he catches it easily. Probably was expecting me to throw it. “Anything else?”
Haymitch rises to go. “While I was waiting…I ate your lunch.”
My eyes take in the empty stew bowl and tray on my bed table. “I’m going to report you,” I mumble into my pillow.
“You do that, sweetheart.” He goes out, safe in the knowledge that I’m not the reporting kind.”引自 8
“Okay. Okay.” I take a few breaths to calm myself, step back, and lift Buttercup by the scruff of the neck. “I should’ve drowned you when I had the chance.” His ears flatten and he raises a paw. I hiss before he gets a chance, which seems to annoy him a little, since he considers hissing his own personal sound of contempt. In retaliation, he gives a helpless kitten mew that brings my sister immediately to his defense.
“Oh, Katniss, don’t tease him,” she says, folding him back in her arms. “He’s already so upset.”引自 10机智的喵星人233333333
Buttercup springs off the bed and follows her to the door, complaining loudly when he’s left behind. We’re about as much company for each other as dirt.引自 13你俩闹够了没有2333333333333