Maybe the other tributes are out there beating one another senseless. Which would be fine. - Katniss -

Finnick?" I say, "Maybe some pants?" He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first time. Then he whips off his hospital gown leaving him in just his underwear. "Why? Do you find this" -- he strikes a ridiculously provocative pose -- "distracting?" I laugh. Boggs looks embarrassed and Finnick looks more like the guy I met at the Quarter Quell

But just the fact that he was sparkling leads me to doubt everything that happened.

Lay down your head, and close your sleepy eyes, and when again they open, the sun will rise.

What must it be like, I wonder, to live in a world where food appears at the press of a button?

Hey, look at this!" He holds up a glistening, perfect pearl about the size of a pea. "You know, if you put enough pressure on coal it turns to pearls," he says earnestly to Finnick. "No, it doesn't," says Finnick dismissively. But I crack up, remembering that's how a clueless Effie Trinket presented us to the people of the Capitol last year, before anyone knew us. As coal pressured into pearls by our weighty existence. Beauty that arose out of pain.

That if desperate times call for desperate measures, then I'm free to act as desperately as I wish.