Prim does manage a smile there, at the admission. Trust there's still friendship there - that, at least, is something she can do. She likes Chouji, even beyond everything that came with the event. She'd liked him from the minute she'd met him, even though that meeting had also been flavored by an event, and by an inclination to trust. She'd never minded that, even after.

This...is a little different than meeting a friend for the first time. Or a lot different. But - she thinks that if it's them, it'll probably be okay. She could admit she was worried, but she thought she probably had known that Chouji wouldn't avoid her, and that no matter what was real or not real, they had always been friends first. That was real.

"We can...see what disappears and doesn't. And...I guess honestly, I never thought about things like this. At least - I said that to you already, didn't I? Back at the dating. I mean, the speed dating. I never had the time to worry about it at home." And then she'd died, and it had never mattered. "I never really thought I'd ever get to that point."