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"
Peeta
,
we
need
to
get
some
food
in
you
,
"
I
insist
.
"
It
'll
just
come
right
back
up
,
"
he
says
.
The
best
I
can
do
is
to
get
him
to
eat
a
few
bits
of
dried
apple
.
"
Thanks
.
I
'm
much
better
,
really
.
Can
I
sleep
now
,
Katniss
?
"
he
asks
.
"
Soon
,
"
I
promise
.
"
I
need
to
look
at
your
leg
first
.
"
Trying
to
be
as
gentle
as
I
can
,
I
remove
his
boots
,
his
socks
,
and
then
very
slowly
inch
his
pants
off
of
him
.
I
can
see
the
tear
Cato
's
sword
made
in
the
fabric
over
his
thigh
,
but
it
in
no
way
prepares
me
for
what
lies
underneath
.
The
deep
inflamed
gash
oozing
both
blood
and
pus
.
The
swelling
of
the
leg
.
And
worst
of
all
,
the
smell
of
festering
flesh
.
I
want
to
run
away
.
Disappear
into
the
woods
like
I
did
that
day
they
brought
the
burn
victim
to
our
house
.
Go
and
hunt
while
my
mother
and
Prim
attend
to
what
I
have
neither
the
skill
nor
the
courage
to
face
.
But
there
's
no
one
here
but
me
.
I
try
to
capture
the
calm
demeanor
my
mother
assumes
when
handling
particularly
bad
cases
.
"
Pretty
awful
,
huh
?
"
says
Peeta
.
He
's
watching
me
closely
.
"
So-so
.
"
I
shrug
like
it
's
no
big
deal
.
"
You
should
see
some
of
the
people
they
bring
my
mother
from
the
mines
.
"
I
refrain
from
saying
how
I
usually
clear
out
of
the
house
whenever
she
's
treating
anything
worse
than
a
cold
.
Come
to
think
of
it
,
I
do
n't
even
much
like
to
be
around
coughing
.
"
First
thing
is
to
clean
it
well
.
"
I
've
left
on
Peeta
's
undershorts
because
they
're
not
in
bad
shape
and
I
do
n't
want
to
pull
them
over
the
swollen
thigh
and
,
all
right
,
maybe
the
idea
of
him
being
naked
makes
me
uncomfortable
.
That
's
another
thing
about
my
mother
and
Prim
.
Nakedness
has
no
effect
on
them
,
gives
them
no
cause
for
embarrassment
.
Ironically
,
at
this
point
in
the
Games
,
my
little
sister
would
be
of
far
more
use
to
Peeta
than
I
am
.
I
scoot
my
square
of
plastic
under
him
so
I
can
wash
down
the
rest
of
him
.
With
each
bottle
I
pour
over
him
,
the
worse
the
wound
looks
.
The
rest
of
his
lower
body
has
fared
pretty
well
,
just
one
tracker
jacker
sting
and
a
few
small
burns
that
I
treat
quickly
.
But
the
gash
on
his
leg
.
what
on
earth
can
I
do
for
that
?
"
Why
do
n't
we
give
it
some
air
and
then
.
"
I
trail
off
.
"
And
then
you
'll
patch
it
up
?
"
says
Peeta
.
