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“You might have a chance.” Dirk knew that was not what Peeta had asked, but he was afraid that getting involved with the kid was going to get him in trouble afterwards. Peeta was going to the Hunger Games, after all. Dirk was not ready to loose anyone anymore. “I’ll do everything in my power to keep you alive.” He then said, putting a hand on the boy’s face and trying his best smile.
Peeta wasn’t all that confident about it and who could really blame him? It was a hit on his confidence when not even his own family had faith that he could win. “Do you really think I can do it?” He asked, he needed an honest opinion, he needed to hear it from Dirk, his mentor, the man who was supposed to be giving him advice and tips on how to win the games or win the sponsors of the capitol,.















