Matt has never had the sort of experience that Katniss had to live through. Yeah, he'd lost his father and lived the rest of his childhood in an orphanage (no one wanted to adopt a blind, angry kid). He'd worked hard though, gotten that scholarship to college and he'd become a lawyer so that he could fight injustice. That hadn't been enough though, which is when he'd started being a vigilante.
He doesn't blame Katniss for the life she'd fallen into. Once she'd made that (uninformed) choice, she hadn't been able to get out, not alive anyway and he knows that. She hadn't had any choices and she hadn't wanted to do what she'd done. He can't condemn her for that, but he can help her get back on her feet, learn to live in the real world. She's very low maintenance and she helps out where she can. Besides, it's nice to have someone to come home to, but if she ever decides she wants to live on her own, he won't tell her that. He doesn't make a lot of money, but he doesn't need a lot either. There's enough to take care of both of them.
He's trying to see her as a younger sister or a daughter because he doesn't want to take advantage of her. She's young and she's unexperienced and she's had a horrible life. He wants to make things better for her, not more complicated.
HIs ribs are sore and there's a cut on his cheekbone. The armor helps though. He feels like he's been hit by a mack truck and he's got bruises forming all over his body, but there's nothing to sew up, not tonight. He sits down gingerly on the couch and leans back, head resting against the back of the couch. There's a foot or so of space between them.
"The police have got her and she's not going to be bothering anyone again. Not here anyway." He turns his face toward her, eyes unfocused. "How was your night?"
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He doesn't blame Katniss for the life she'd fallen into. Once she'd made that (uninformed) choice, she hadn't been able to get out, not alive anyway and he knows that. She hadn't had any choices and she hadn't wanted to do what she'd done. He can't condemn her for that, but he can help her get back on her feet, learn to live in the real world. She's very low maintenance and she helps out where she can. Besides, it's nice to have someone to come home to, but if she ever decides she wants to live on her own, he won't tell her that. He doesn't make a lot of money, but he doesn't need a lot either. There's enough to take care of both of them.
He's trying to see her as a younger sister or a daughter because he doesn't want to take advantage of her. She's young and she's unexperienced and she's had a horrible life. He wants to make things better for her, not more complicated.
HIs ribs are sore and there's a cut on his cheekbone. The armor helps though. He feels like he's been hit by a mack truck and he's got bruises forming all over his body, but there's nothing to sew up, not tonight. He sits down gingerly on the couch and leans back, head resting against the back of the couch. There's a foot or so of space between them.
"The police have got her and she's not going to be bothering anyone again. Not here anyway." He turns his face toward her, eyes unfocused. "How was your night?"