Calufrax

Capitol magic has made Amy beautiful again. The two smallest fingers of her left hand are taped to a jeweled splint while the bones heal, but she doesn't have a scar or blemish anywhere on her body. Her sunburn is gone, leaving nothing but sun-bronzed skin she knows she didn't come by honestly, because she has no tan lines. Her hair is clean and glossy, frothing around her shoulders in soft curls. She has nails again, shaped and painted. She's dressed in a long, white, sleeveless dress that flows in graceful folds down past her knees.



Jack says the dress is another goddess thing. It doesn't seem worth arguing. He paints her lying face last. It looks like there's something he wants to say, but in the end he just takes her hands, her beautiful, killing hands, and holds them gently in his own for a few moments before he leaves the room.