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"
I
have
n't
had
the
chance
,
"
says
Peeta
with
a
slight
shrug
.
"
It
's
my
fault
,
"
I
say
.
"
Because
I
used
that
tourniquet
.
"
"
Yes
,
it
's
your
fault
I
'm
alive
,
"
says
Peeta
.
"
He
's
right
,
"
says
Caesar
.
"
He
'd
have
bled
to
death
for
sure
without
it
.
"
I
guess
this
is
true
,
but
I
ca
n't
help
feeling
upset
about
it
to
the
extent
that
I
'm
afraid
I
might
cry
and
then
I
remember
everyone
in
the
country
is
watching
me
so
I
just
bury
my
face
in
Peeta
's
shirt
.
It
takes
them
a
couple
of
minutes
to
coax
me
back
out
because
it
's
better
in
the
shirt
,
where
no
one
can
see
me
,
and
when
I
do
come
out
,
Caesar
backs
off
questioning
me
so
I
can
recover
.
In
fact
,
he
pretty
much
leaves
me
alone
until
the
berries
come
up
.
"
Katniss
,
I
know
you
've
had
a
shock
,
but
I
've
got
to
ask
.
The
moment
when
you
pulled
out
those
berries
.
What
was
going
on
in
your
mind
.
hm
?
"
he
says
.
I
take
a
long
pause
before
I
answer
,
trying
to
collect
my
thoughts
.
This
is
the
crucial
moment
where
I
either
challenged
the
Capitol
or
went
so
crazy
at
the
idea
of
losing
Peeta
that
I
ca
n't
be
held
responsible
for
my
actions
.
It
seems
to
call
for
a
big
,
dramatic
speech
,
but
all
I
get
out
is
one
almost
inaudible
sentence
.
"
I
do
n't
know
,
I
just
.
could
n't
bear
the
thought
of
.
being
without
him
.
"
"
Peeta
?
Anything
to
add
?
"
asks
Caesar
.
"
No
.
I
think
that
goes
for
both
of
us
,
"
he
says
.
