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This
is
a
very
calculated
look
.
Nothing
Cinna
designs
is
arbitrary
.
I
bite
my
lip
trying
to
figure
out
his
motivation
.
"
I
thought
it
'd
be
something
more
.
sophisticated-looking
,
"
I
say
.
"
I
thought
Peeta
would
like
this
better
,
"
he
answers
carefully
.
Peeta
?
No
,
it
's
not
about
Peeta
.
It
's
about
the
Capitol
and
the
Gamemakers
and
the
audience
.
Although
I
do
not
yet
understand
Cinna
's
design
,
it
's
a
reminder
the
Games
are
not
quite
finished
.
And
beneath
his
benign
reply
,
I
sense
a
warning
.
Of
something
he
ca
n't
even
mention
in
front
of
his
own
team
.
We
take
the
elevator
to
the
level
where
we
trained
.
It
's
customary
for
the
victor
and
his
or
her
support
team
to
rise
from
beneath
the
stage
.
First
the
prep
team
,
followed
by
the
escort
,
the
stylist
,
the
mentor
,
and
finally
the
victor
.
Only
this
year
,
with
two
victors
who
share
both
an
escort
and
a
mentor
,
the
whole
thing
has
had
to
be
rethought
.
I
find
myself
in
a
poorly
lit
area
under
the
stage
.
A
brand-new
metal
plate
has
been
installed
to
transport
me
upward
.
You
can
still
see
small
piles
of
sawdust
,
smell
fresh
paint
.
Cinna
and
the
prep
team
peel
off
to
change
into
their
own
costumes
and
take
their
positions
,
leaving
me
alone
.
In
the
gloom
,
I
see
a
makeshift
wall
about
ten
yards
away
and
assume
Peeta
's
behind
it
.
The
rumbling
of
the
crowd
is
loud
,
so
I
do
n't
notice
Haymitch
until
he
touches
my
shoulder
.
I
spring
away
,
startled
,
still
half
in
the
arena
,
I
guess
.
"
Easy
,
just
me
.
Let
's
have
a
look
at
you
,
"
Haymitch
says
.
I
hold
out
my
arms
and
turn
once
.
"
Good
enough
.
"
It
's
not
much
of
a
compliment
.
"
But
what
?
"
I
say
.
Haymitch
's
eyes
shift
around
my
musty
holding
space
,
and
he
seems
to
make
a
decision
.
"
But
nothing
.
How
about
a
hug
for
luck
?
"
