At last, someone who uses empathy in a way she understands: not a power, but a concept and a feeling. It makes her feel a little bit warmer towards the man.

A little bit.

She's still not entirely sure what she thinks as a whole.

"I guess," Annie says, slowly. "It seemed logical to me. But." She doesn't want to explain her world. She doesn't. She's sick of it. But this, at least, is nothing to do with horror. "My, my country is made up of a number of different districts. And then the Capitol. We all have a bit of our own culture. If you just extrapolate from that, and..."

This time, her expression is wry.

"Things are very different here. Culturally. So. Again, you extrapolate. Maybe most people just don't have to try and understand, so they don't."