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I
give
a
nod
.
"
We
call
them
nightlock
.
"
"
Even
the
name
sounds
deadly
,
"
he
says
.
"
I
'm
sorry
,
Katniss
.
I
really
thought
they
were
the
same
ones
you
'd
gathered
.
"
"
Do
n't
apologize
.
It
just
means
we
're
one
step
closer
to
home
,
right
?
"
I
ask
.
"
I
'll
get
rid
of
the
rest
,
"
Peeta
says
.
He
gathers
up
the
sheet
of
blue
plastic
,
careful
to
trap
the
berries
inside
,
and
goes
to
toss
them
into
the
woods
.
"
Wait
!
"
I
cry
.
I
find
the
leather
pouch
that
belonged
to
the
boy
from
District
1
and
fill
it
with
a
few
handfuls
of
berries
from
the
plastic
.
"
If
they
fooled
Foxface
,
maybe
they
can
fool
Cato
as
well
.
If
he
's
chasing
us
or
something
,
we
can
act
like
we
accidentally
drop
the
pouch
and
if
he
eats
them
-
"
"
Then
hello
District
Twelve
,
"
says
Peeta
.
"
That
's
it
,
"
I
say
,
securing
the
pouch
to
my
belt
.
"
He
'll
know
where
we
are
now
,
"
says
Peeta
.
"
If
he
was
anywhere
nearby
and
saw
that
hovercraft
,
he
'll
know
we
killed
her
and
come
after
us
.
"
Peeta
's
right
.
This
could
be
just
the
opportunity
Cato
's
been
waiting
for
.
But
even
if
we
run
now
,
there
's
the
meat
to
cook
and
our
fire
will
be
another
sign
of
our
whereabouts
.
"
Let
's
make
a
fire
.
Right
now
.
"
I
begin
to
gather
branches
and
brush
.
