She genuinely likes people. All people, not just a select few she's spent years making up her mind about.

Just last year i wanted to kill him, but now it is my duty to save him.

It's as if I'm Finnick, watching images of my life flash by. The mast of a boat, a silver parachute, Mags laughing, a pink sky, Beetee's trident, Annie in her wedding dress, waves breaking over rocks. Then its over.

Oh, no. It costs a lot more than your life. To murder innocent people?" says Peeta. "It costs everything you are.

It must be very fragile, if a handful of berries can bring it down.

I flee what I can't fight. What can only do me harm.

That's right. Who am I thinking of? Oh, I know. It's Cinna who likes you. But that's mainly because you didn't try to run when he set you on fire," says Peeta. "On the other hand, Haymitch... well, if I were you, I'd avoid Haymitch completely. He hates you.