"I'm Gale," he answered. He flashed a smile, and for a moment his eyes sparkled with it. He was a fairly easy going guy, really, despite all the turmoil he'd faced in his life. At the end of the day, he was still alive, and that was a good thing.
"Gale Hawthorne," he continued, and nodded where someone else might offer a hand to shake. "You must be Thalia. Nice to meet you in person." He meant that, as he looked her over, sized her up. She was cute, and reminded him only vaguely of Katniss. He wondered if he would ever stop comapring everyone he met to Katniss in some way.