Iām stopped by the sight of Finnick kissing Peeta.
The bird, the pin, the song, the berries, the watch, the cracker, the dress that burst into flames. I am the mockingjay. The one that survived despite the Capitol's plans. The symbol of the rebellion.
Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.
It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death.
I killed you. And you. And you.
Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.