"Working, sleeping and eating," she mimics back at Katniss, her mouth still drawn in that sweet little smile. Totally fake. Even if their time together in the Matrix was fake? Katniss is still going to be able to read her. She's being as obvious as she can, to make a point. "Like you said. What else does anyone do around here."

She's keeping her pace slow, more like a leisurely stroll than the way she might otherwise storm through Zion. In fact, the way that she's walking, they might just be two friends. (Are they friends?)

"What's 'working', for you? Wait, let me guess. I bet it involves fancy costumes."