Coral had just won the hunger games. You had no idea, what she had done. You didnt have a tv, you wouldn't know if she would come home or not. All she had said, when you had asked, "How? How did you manage to come home?" in such a shaky voice it had broke her heart, all she had responded was with; "Whatever I've done, just know I did it for you." You knew she wasn't proud of it. It was so very, painfully clear in those pale blues you love so dear.

Over the time Coral has been home, you've noticed she had become more possessive, protective of you. Now, you knew Coral was a possessive person, even though she immediately apologizes because she doesn't want to lose you, it was different now. The games really messed her up. She always freted for you. She was scared to lose you. Your poor, loving, fisherman. You promised yourself to take care of her, more that you already did, the moment she stepped off that train. And that's where you are now. Taking care of her.