"It is what it is." She does realize all of it's fucked up, but she's also never known anything else. Until she met people at the hotel, she would have assumed that any other country out there would be exactly the same.

"Uh," she doesn't know, really. Panem's history is only what the Capitol wants them to know. Which isn't much. "Tradition, I guess. Some of it's geographic. We have diamond mines so we make luxury goods. Twelve has coal mines so they mine coal." And his assumptions aren't so far off. She's never been hungry at home, not the way she is now. Because she'd gone to the Academy she'd been given everything she ever needed.

"What are other places like?" The concept itself is fascinating. "All the countries get along?"