I'm on a frosting sailboat, tossed around by blue-green waves, the deck shifting beneath my feet.

I don't know how to make people like me. Cinna, how do you make people like you?

And she’s very clever, Peeta. Well, she was. Until you outfoxed her

I realize only one person will be damaged beyond repair if Peeta dies. Me.

But don't worry; as I've been saying - and this has been very clever of me, I'm sure you'll agree - if you put enough pressure on coal, it'll turn to pearls!

Haymitch in my head full-time. Horrifying

I vote yes....for Prim.