We star-crossed lovers of District 12, who suffered so much and enjoyed so little the rewards of our victory, do not seek our fans’ favor, grace them with our smiles, or catch their kisses. We are unforgiving. And I love it. Getting to be myself at last.
That’s really depressing… thanks. But it’s true.. I think about that all the time.
No, but think about it. He’s not being rude. He wants to remember. “I met you once.” And he has to go through over 900 years worth of memory, every stranger he’s ever met. He does remember her. He just needs a hint.
He’s never met an unimportant person before. He remembers her. He just needs a hint.