Annie's horror is an immediate and painful spike through Compassion's being.
It's Cole all over again, a terrified, suffering young mortal, trapped and unable to escape. The pain inside is worse than any pain on the outside and he's moving through reality in flickers and jumps until he's flung himself into the room on the pulse of her frightened heartbeats.
"It's not the Games, Annie, it's nothing like that, you're going to be able to leave any moment, and walk around the city as you want, and there's not many people, but there are other people and no one is hurting each other, no one is being made to fight or hurt, we're all in this together, I promise." He holds out his hands to her, thin, pale, strong. "I'm Cole. And I will only ever try to help you, Annie. No violence between us."
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It's Cole all over again, a terrified, suffering young mortal, trapped and unable to escape. The pain inside is worse than any pain on the outside and he's moving through reality in flickers and jumps until he's flung himself into the room on the pulse of her frightened heartbeats.
"It's not the Games, Annie, it's nothing like that, you're going to be able to leave any moment, and walk around the city as you want, and there's not many people, but there are other people and no one is hurting each other, no one is being made to fight or hurt, we're all in this together, I promise." He holds out his hands to her, thin, pale, strong. "I'm Cole. And I will only ever try to help you, Annie. No violence between us."