[She's been good up to now. Any time she's been afraid, she's found ways to overcome. Deep breaths, frightened gulps, even just losing herself in his kiss.
But when he gasps, she startles. Her hands move from his wings as quickly as they possibly could and she bolts upright in the bed. In the end, it's not the worry over her own insecurities that gets a reaction. It's fear for Peeta's well being.]
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But when he gasps, she startles. Her hands move from his wings as quickly as they possibly could and she bolts upright in the bed. In the end, it's not the worry over her own insecurities that gets a reaction. It's fear for Peeta's well being.]
Are you okay? Peeta? Did I hurt you?