[She scowls again. Thinking is one of the last things she wants to do right now. Thinking or contemplating or trying to solve any riddles or mysteries. She just wants to be left alone to sulk. Or offered a way to forget. Because even if she does go home, it won't be the same. Peeta won't be the same.
He'll still be recovering from his hijacking. He might not want to start anything with her, not that Katniss would blame him. No, she wouldn't blame that Peeta at all if he didn't love her.
But she's not going to explain this to the man, a total stranger. She's had enough. She doesn't want to puzzle out these cryptic hints.
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He'll still be recovering from his hijacking. He might not want to start anything with her, not that Katniss would blame him. No, she wouldn't blame that Peeta at all if he didn't love her.
But she's not going to explain this to the man, a total stranger. She's had enough. She doesn't want to puzzle out these cryptic hints.
Without saying a word, she disconnects the feed.]