She genuinely likes people. All people, not just a select few she's spent years making up her mind about.
Oh, my dear Miss Everdeen. I thought we had an agreement not to lie to each other.
Just don't die for me, you won't be doing me any favour !
I'd begun to think that he'd given up on me in the weeks that had passed. Or that he no longer cared about me. Hated me even. And the idea of losing him forever, my best friend, the only person I'd ever trusted with my secrets, was so painful I couldn't stand it.
For a second, I'm afraid he's dying. I have to remind myself that I don't care.
I want to do something, right here, right now, to shame them, to make them accountable, to show the Capitol that whatever they do or force us to do there is a part of every tribute they can't own. That Rue was more than a piece in their Games. And so am I.