The audience must be sick to death of the star-crossed lovers from District 12. I know I am.

My guess is that fearful events are the hardest to root out. They're the ones we naturally remember the best, after all.

Knowing it and seeing it are two different things.

Thinking like your prey. . . that's where you find their vulnerabilities.

How about you, Mockingjay? You feel totally safe?” “Oh, yeah. Right up until I got shot,” I say.

I'm relieved Peeta's alive. I tell myself again that if I get killed, his winnings will benefit my mother and Prim the most. This is what I tell myself to explain the conflicting emotions that arise when I think of Peeta. The gratitude that he game an edge by professing his love for me in the interview. The anger at his superiority on the roof. The dread that we may come face-to-face at any moment in this arena.

I vote yes....for Prim.