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"
I
always
knew
you
were
his
favorite
,
"
says
Peeta
.
"
Please
,
he
ca
n't
stand
being
in
the
same
room
with
me
,
"
I
say
.
"
Because
you
're
just
alike
,
"
mutters
Peeta
.
I
ignore
it
though
because
this
really
is
n't
the
time
for
me
to
be
insulting
Haymitch
,
which
is
my
first
impulse
.
I
let
Peeta
doze
off
while
his
clothes
dry
out
,
but
by
late
afternoon
,
I
do
n't
dare
wait
any
longer
.
I
gently
shake
his
shoulder
.
"
Peeta
,
we
've
got
to
go
now
.
"
"
Go
?
"
He
seems
confused
.
"
Go
where
?
"
"
Away
from
here
.
Downstream
maybe
.
Somewhere
we
can
hide
you
until
you
're
stronger
,
"
I
say
.
I
help
him
dress
,
leaving
his
feet
bare
so
we
can
walk
in
the
water
,
and
pull
him
upright
.
His
face
drains
of
color
the
moment
he
puts
weight
on
his
leg
.
"
Come
on
.
You
can
do
this
.
"
But
he
ca
n't
.
Not
for
long
anyway
.
We
make
it
about
fifty
yards
downstream
,
with
him
propped
up
by
my
shoulder
,
and
I
can
tell
he
's
going
to
black
out
.
I
sit
him
on
the
bank
,
push
his
head
between
his
knees
,
and
pat
his
back
awkwardly
as
I
survey
the
area
.
Of
course
,
I
'd
love
to
get
him
up
in
a
tree
,
but
that
's
not
going
to
happen
.
It
could
be
worse
though
.
Some
of
the
rocks
form
small
cavelike
structures
.
I
set
my
sights
on
one
about
twenty
yards
above
the
stream
.
When
Peeta
's
able
to
stand
,
I
half-guide
,
half-carry
him
up
to
the
cave
.
Really
,
I
'd
like
to
look
around
for
a
better
place
,
but
this
one
will
have
to
do
because
my
ally
is
shot
.
Paper
white
,
panting
,
and
,
even
though
it
's
only
just
cooling
off
,
he
's
shivering
.
I
cover
the
floor
of
the
cave
with
a
layer
of
pine
needles
,
unroll
my
sleeping
bag
,
and
tuck
him
into
it
.
I
get
a
couple
of
pills
and
some
water
into
him
when
he
's
not
noticing
,
but
he
refuses
to
eat
even
the
fruit
.
Then
he
just
lies
there
,
his
eyes
trained
on
my
face
as
I
build
a
sort
of
blind
out
of
vines
to
conceal
the
mouth
of
the
cave
.
The
result
is
unsatisfactory
.
An
animal
might
not
question
it
,
but
a
human
would
see
hands
had
manufactured
it
quickly
enough
.
I
tear
it
down
in
frustration
.
"
Katniss
,
"
he
says
.
I
go
over
to
him
and
brush
the
hair
back
from
his
eyes
.
"
Thanks
for
finding
me
.
"
