Something inside me twists as I remember another voice. Rue. In the arena. When I gave her the leg of groosling. “Oh, I've never had a whole leg to myself before.” The disbelief of the chronically hungry.

Everything is about them, not the dying boys and girls in the arena.

I pull an arrow, whip the notch into place, and am about to let it fly when I'm stopped by the sight of Finnick kissing Peeta. And it's so bizarre, even for Finnick.

While you live, the revolution lives

And don't you let your guard down for a second because you think anything's inevitable.

He became my confidante, someone with whom I could share thoughts I could never voice...In exchange, he trusted me with his.

Peeta bakes. I hunt. Haymitch drinks until the liquor runs out.