Giving up what? He hadn't done anything wrong. All he had done was be there for her. For her and Prim and even Effie. Strong and quiet and without asking for much. He had nothing to give up on. If anyone, it was her who was giving up on everything. Every one. Surrendering to her grief and hatred. Not wanting to fight to be happy anymore.

Because it was easier. Easier, she knew, to push everyone away.

"Wouldn't blame you," she mumbled as she tried to stop the tears, taking deep breaths that turned into gasps and hiccups every now and then. "If you gave up on me."