Peeta attempted not to look a little offended by that, but he was just a tiny bit hurt. He did know that not everyone liked cake or sweet things though, so it was simple to shrug off. To each their own as always. “I can sometimes get sick of them I guess, I suppose it’s just lucky I don’t eat everything I bake then.” He attempts to flash Gale a smile, just to keep things less than serious, they’d both had too much seriousness in their lives he was sure.
❝It’s alright. I’m not going to make a big scene out of some cake❞ It was like watching something really odd, like a Capitol Hypnosis show that kept you entertained but you didn’t really know why. ❝I don’t think Greasy Sae would’ve been able to do that. Her hands were shaky... but man, you’ve got some patience❞ But he didn’t even know how to get to Peeta. What was he even supposed to say? “Hello, you almost died”?
