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"
I
bet
some
of
them
are
grain
.
I
bet
Thresh
knows
which
ones
,
too
,
"
I
say
.
"
Did
you
go
in
there
?
"
"
No
.
Nobody
really
wanted
to
track
Thresh
down
in
that
grass
.
It
has
a
sinister
feeling
to
it
.
Every
time
I
look
at
that
field
,
all
I
can
think
of
are
hidden
things
.
Snakes
,
and
rabid
animals
,
and
quicksand
,
"
Peeta
says
.
"
There
could
be
anything
in
there
.
"
I
do
n't
say
so
but
Peeta
's
words
remind
me
of
the
warnings
they
give
us
about
not
going
beyond
the
fence
in
District
12
.
I
ca
n't
help
,
for
a
moment
,
comparing
him
with
Gale
,
who
would
see
that
field
as
a
potential
source
of
food
as
well
as
a
threat
.
Thresh
certainly
did
.
It
's
not
that
Peeta
's
soft
exactly
,
and
he
's
proved
he
's
not
a
coward
.
But
there
are
things
you
do
n't
question
too
much
,
I
guess
,
when
your
home
always
smells
like
baking
bread
,
whereas
Gale
questions
everything
.
What
would
Peeta
think
of
the
irreverent
banter
that
passes
between
us
as
we
break
the
law
each
day
?
Would
it
shock
him
?
The
things
we
say
about
Panem
?
Gale
's
tirades
against
the
Capitol
?
"
Maybe
there
is
a
bread
bush
in
that
field
,
"
I
say
.
"
Maybe
that
's
why
Thresh
looks
better
fed
now
than
when
we
started
the
Games
.
"
"
Either
that
or
he
's
got
very
generous
sponsors
,
"
says
Peeta
.
"
I
wonder
what
we
'd
have
to
do
to
get
Haymitch
to
send
us
some
bread
.
"
I
raise
my
eyebrows
before
I
remember
he
does
n't
know
about
the
message
Haymitch
sent
us
a
couple
of
nights
ago
.
One
kiss
equals
one
pot
of
broth
.
It
's
not
the
sort
of
thing
I
can
blurt
out
,
either
.
To
say
my
thoughts
aloud
would
be
tipping
off
the
audience
that
the
romance
has
been
fabricated
to
play
on
their
sympathies
and
that
would
result
in
no
food
at
all
.
Somehow
,
believably
,
I
've
got
to
get
things
back
on
track
.
Something
simple
to
start
with
.
I
reach
out
and
take
his
hand
.
"
Well
,
he
probably
used
up
a
lot
of
resources
helping
me
knock
you
out
,
"
I
say
mischievously
.
"
Yeah
,
about
that
,
"
says
Peeta
,
entwining
his
fingers
in
mine
.
"
Do
n't
try
something
like
that
again
.
"
"
Or
what
?
"
I
ask
.
