Katniss: “So I go ahead and tell [Prim] about Peeta, his deterioration on-screen, and how I think they must be killing him at this very moment…there’s this piercing sort of pain where my heart is. Maybe I’m even having a heart attack, but it doesn’t seem worth mentioning.
“…The pain over my heart returns, and from it I imagine tiny fissures spreading out into my body. Through my torso, down my arms and legs, over my face, leaving it crisscrossed with cracks. One good jolt of a bunker missile and I could shatter into strange, razor-sharp shards.”
Also Katniss: I’m not in love with Peeta what are you talking about I’m just constantly worried about him and thinking about him and the idea that he’s hurt and maybe dying makes me also feel like I’m maybe dying.
