It's your own fault for being so camera-ready," I tell Gale. If looks could kill.

It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death.

If you'd been taken by the Capital and hijacked and then tried to kill Peeta, is this the way he would be treating you?

No more fear of hunger. A new kind of freedom. But what then ... what? What would my life be like on a daily basis? Most of it has been consumed with the acquisition of food. Take that away and I'm not really sure who I am, what my identity is. The idea scares me some.

You could do a lot worse.

Peeta and I had adjoining cells in the Capitol. We're very familiar with each other's screams.” Annie, who's on Johanna's other side, does that thing where she covers her ears and exits reality. Finnick shoots Johanna an angry look as his arm encircles Annie. “What? My head doctor says I'm not supposed to censor my thoughts. It's part of my therapy,” replies Johanna.

The problem is, I can’t tell what’s real anymore, and what’s made up.