So that's who Finnick loves, I think. Not his string of fancy lovers in the Capitol. But a poor, mad girl back home.
I trusted him. I put what was precious in Haymitch's hands. & he has betrayed me
If the careers want me, let them find me.
Katniss, got that spile?" Finnick asks, snapping me back to reality.
We sit in silence awhile then I blurt out the thing that's on both our minds. "How are we going to kill these people, Peeta?
And don't you let your guard down for a second because you think anything's inevitable.