Katniss. I remember about the bread.

I start to crack at four hundred to one.

Still, I hate them. But, of course, I hate almost everybody now. Myself more than anyone.

In the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too.

When you're in the arena...you just remember who the enemy is" - Haymitch

I look down from the branch I'm perched on. The Careers look murderous. Now I smile.'How have things been with you?' I ask sweetly.

I think....you still have no idea. The effect you can have.