I just...I just miss him. And I hate being so alone.

In the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too.

Sorry excuses for hunters and friends. Both of us.

Flight is essential, but I can't let my fear show.

I don’t want anyone with me today. Not even him. Some walks you have to take alone.

"I'm so sorry," I whisper. I lean forward and kiss him. His eyelashes flutter and he looks at me through a haze of opiates. "Hey, Catnip." "Hey, Gale," I say. "Thought you'd be gone by now," he says. My choices are simple. I can die like a quarry in the woods or I can die here beside Gale. "I'm not going anywhere. I'm going to stay right here and cause all kinds of trouble." "Me, too," Gale says. He just manages a smile before the drugs pull him back under.

I'm very hard to catch," says Rue. "And if they can't catch me, they can't kill me. So don't count me out.