Her head injury did not like the sudden vertical position, and she pressed her face against Peeta's shoulder until the queasy feeling faded away.

"I'm...yeah pretty much." She said softly, into the material of the hospital gown. "Johanna got me in the side of the head and cut up my arm..." She held up the bandaged arm for him, before leaning back to look him over. "What about you? Are you ok?"