Katniss, got that spile?" Finnick asks, snapping me back to reality.

I killed you. And you. And you.

It sends out a very clear message: "Mess with us and we'll do something worse than kill you. We'll kill your children.

It's more complicated than that. I know them. They're not evil or cruel. They're not even smart. Hurting them, it's like hurting children.

No, it happened. And right when your song ended, I knew - just like your mother - I was a goner,' Peeta says.

I'd begun to think that he'd given up on me in the weeks that had passed. Or that he no longer cared about me. Hated me even. And the idea of losing him forever, my best friend, the only person I'd ever trusted with my secrets, was so painful I couldn't stand it.

You’ve got about as much charm as a dead slug.