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"
That
's
right
.
You
're
District
Eleven
.
Agriculture
,
"
I
say
.
"
Orchards
,
huh
?
That
must
be
how
you
can
fly
around
the
trees
like
you
've
got
wings
.
"
Rue
smiles
.
I
've
landed
on
one
of
the
few
things
she
'll
admit
pride
in
.
"
Well
,
come
on
,
then
.
Fix
me
up
.
"
I
plunk
down
by
the
fire
and
roll
up
my
pant
leg
to
reveal
the
sting
on
my
knee
.
To
my
surprise
,
Rue
places
the
handful
of
leaves
into
her
mouth
and
begins
to
chew
them
.
My
mother
would
use
other
methods
,
but
it
's
not
like
we
have
a
lot
of
options
.
After
a
minute
or
so
,
Rue
presses
a
gloppy
green
wad
of
chewed
leaves
and
spit
on
my
knee
.
"
Ohhh
.
"
The
sound
comes
out
of
my
mouth
before
I
can
stop
it
.
It
's
as
if
the
leaves
are
actually
leaching
the
pain
right
out
of
the
sting
.
Rue
gives
a
giggle
.
"
Lucky
you
had
the
sense
to
pull
the
stingers
out
or
you
'd
be
a
lot
worse
.
"
"
Do
my
neck
!
Do
my
cheek
!
"
I
almost
beg
.
Rue
stuffs
another
handful
of
leaves
in
her
mouth
,
and
soon
I
'm
laughing
because
the
relief
is
so
sweet
.
I
notice
a
long
burn
on
Rue
's
forearm
.
"
I
've
got
something
for
that
.
"
I
set
aside
my
weapons
and
anoint
her
arm
with
the
burn
medicine
.
"
You
have
good
sponsors
,
"
she
says
longingly
.
"
Have
you
gotten
anything
yet
?
"
I
ask
.
She
shakes
her
head
.
"
You
will
,
though
.
Watch
.
The
closer
we
get
to
the
end
,
the
more
people
will
realize
how
clever
you
are
.
"
I
turn
the
meat
over
.
"
You
were
n't
joking
,
about
wanting
me
for
an
ally
?
"
she
asks
.
