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It
's
not
really
fair
to
present
us
as
a
team
and
then
lock
us
into
the
arena
to
kill
each
other
.
The
twelve
chariots
fill
the
loop
of
the
City
Circle
.
On
the
buildings
that
surround
the
Circle
,
every
window
is
packed
with
the
most
prestigious
citizens
of
the
Capitol
.
Our
horses
pull
our
chariot
right
up
to
President
Snow
's
mansion
,
and
we
come
to
a
halt
.
The
music
ends
with
a
flourish
.
The
president
,
a
small
,
thin
man
with
paper-white
hair
,
gives
the
official
welcome
from
a
balcony
above
us
.
It
is
traditional
to
cut
away
to
the
faces
of
the
tributes
during
the
speech
.
But
I
can
see
on
the
screen
that
we
are
getting
way
more
than
our
share
of
airtime
.
The
darker
it
becomes
,
the
more
difficult
it
is
to
take
your
eyes
off
our
flickering
.
When
the
national
anthem
plays
,
they
do
make
an
effort
to
do
a
quick
cut
around
to
each
pair
of
tributes
,
but
the
camera
holds
on
the
District
12
chariot
as
it
parades
around
the
circle
one
final
time
and
disappears
into
the
Training
Center
.
The
doors
have
only
just
shut
behind
us
when
we
're
engulfed
by
the
prep
teams
,
who
are
nearly
unintelligible
as
they
babble
out
praise
.
As
I
glance
around
,
I
notice
a
lot
of
the
other
tributes
are
shooting
us
dirty
looks
,
which
confirms
what
I
've
suspected
,
we
've
literally
outshone
them
all
.
Then
Cinna
and
Portia
are
there
,
helping
us
down
from
the
chariot
,
carefully
removing
our
flaming
capes
and
headdresses
.
Portia
extinguishes
them
with
some
kind
of
spray
from
a
canister
.
I
realize
I
'm
still
glued
to
Peeta
and
force
my
stiff
fingers
to
open
.
We
both
massage
our
hands
"
Thanks
for
keeping
hold
of
me
.
I
was
getting
a
little
shaky
there
,
"
says
Peeta
.
"
It
did
n't
show
,
"
I
tell
him
.
"
I
'm
sure
no
one
noticed
.
"
"
I
'm
sure
they
did
n't
notice
anything
but
you
.
You
should
wear
flames
more
often
,
"
he
says
.
"
They
suit
you
.
"
And
then
he
gives
me
a
smile
that
seems
so
genuinely
sweet
with
just
the
right
touch
of
shyness
that
unexpected
warmth
rushes
through
me
.
A
warning
bell
goes
off
in
my
head
.
Do
n't
be
so
stupid
.
Peeta
is
planning
how
to
kill
you
,
I
remind
myself
.
He
is
luring
you
in
to
make
you
easy
prey
.
The
more
likable
he
is
,
the
more
deadly
he
is
.
But
because
two
can
play
at
this
game
,
I
stand
on
tiptoe
and
kiss
his
cheek
.
Right
on
his
bruise
.
