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"
A
little
.
Only
.
no
offense
,
but
who
cares
,
Peeta
?
"
I
say
.
"
I
do
.
I
mean
,
what
else
am
I
allowed
to
care
about
at
this
point
?
"
he
asks
angrily
.
He
's
locked
those
blue
eyes
on
mine
now
,
demanding
an
answer
.
I
take
a
step
back
.
"
Care
about
what
Haymitch
said
.
About
staying
alive
.
"
Peeta
smiles
at
me
,
sad
and
mocking
.
"
Okay
.
Thanks
for
the
tip
,
sweetheart
.
"
It
's
like
a
slap
in
the
face
.
His
use
of
Haymitch
's
patronizing
endearment
.
"
Look
,
if
you
want
to
spend
the
last
hours
of
your
life
planning
some
noble
death
in
the
arena
,
that
's
your
choice
.
I
want
to
spend
mine
in
District
Twelve
.
"
"
Would
n't
surprise
me
if
you
do
,
"
says
Peeta
.
"
Give
my
mother
my
best
when
you
make
it
back
,
will
you
?
"
"
Count
on
it
,
"
I
say
.
Then
I
turn
and
leave
the
roof
.
I
spend
the
rest
of
the
night
slipping
in
and
out
of
a
doze
,
imagining
the
cutting
remarks
I
will
make
to
Peeta
Mellark
in
the
morning
.
Peeta
Mellark
.
We
will
see
how
high
and
mighty
he
is
when
he
's
faced
with
life
and
death
.
He
'll
probably
turn
into
one
of
those
raging
beast
tributes
,
the
kind
who
tries
to
eat
someone
's
heart
after
they
've
killed
them
.
There
was
a
guy
like
that
a
few
years
ago
from
District
6
called
Titus
.
He
went
completely
savage
and
the
Gamemakers
had
to
have
him
stunned
with
electric
guns
to
collect
the
bodies
of
the
players
he
'd
killed
before
he
ate
them
.
There
are
no
rules
in
the
arena
,
but
cannibalism
does
n't
play
well
with
the
Capitol
audience
,
so
they
tried
to
head
it
off
.
There
was
some
speculation
that
the
avalanche
that
finally
took
Titus
out
was
specifically
engineered
to
ensure
the
victor
was
not
a
lunatic
.
I
do
n't
see
Peeta
in
the
morning
.
Cinna
comes
to
me
before
dawn
,
gives
me
a
simple
shift
to
wear
,
and
guides
me
to
the
roof
.
My
final
dressing
and
preparations
will
be
alone
in
the
catacombs
under
the
arena
itself
.
A
hovercraft
appears
out
of
thin
air
,
just
like
the
one
did
in
the
woods
the
day
I
saw
the
redheaded
Avox
girl
captured
,
and
a
ladder
drops
down
.
I
place
my
hands
and
feet
on
the
lower
rungs
and
instantly
it
's
as
if
I
'm
frozen
.
Some
sort
of
current
glues
me
to
the
ladder
while
I
'm
lifted
safely
inside
.
I
expect
the
ladder
to
release
me
then
,
but
I
'm
still
stuck
when
a
woman
in
a
white
coat
approaches
me
carrying
a
syringe
.
"
This
is
just
your
tracker
,
Katniss
.
