The idea of going faster is a bit frightening and her hands curl around the gear shift. She hasn't really had anything that could carry her fast aside from the air craft they took to get into the Capitol. But this feels different.
"Not too fast, please," she says, her voice a little tighter than normal.
Not too fast too soon and no crazy stunts. She's still getting used to the idea of things not hurting as much, but she never knows what might trigger a flashback or make her remember things. The last thing she nees is to have that happen while she's straddling the gear shift.
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"Not too fast, please," she says, her voice a little tighter than normal.
Not too fast too soon and no crazy stunts. She's still getting used to the idea of things not hurting as much, but she never knows what might trigger a flashback or make her remember things. The last thing she nees is to have that happen while she's straddling the gear shift.