[ Katniss doesn't go to Hel often. Something about it being associated with death... it bothers her a little. Reminds her too much of things that hit too close to home. But occasionally she's passed through, since originally she was in Heimdall, and tonight she's heading back to gather her last few things from her room in Heimdall's welcome hall.
Before she sees him, she smells the liquor. It's not the same liquor from home, but she knows overindulgence, and the mop of hair that comes into her field of vision when she turns toward the smell matches the image that came to her mind. Suddenly, she's a little bit less relieved to see him, and more annoyed. Already drinking. ]
HOLY SHIT HOLY CRAP HOLY . HOLY EVERYTHING. *GYAY*
Before she sees him, she smells the liquor. It's not the same liquor from home, but she knows overindulgence, and the mop of hair that comes into her field of vision when she turns toward the smell matches the image that came to her mind. Suddenly, she's a little bit less relieved to see him, and more annoyed. Already drinking. ]
Haymitch. Put it down.