Would he have really done something like that? Being hijacked or not, he knew the Capitol was the enemy to people like Katniss, someone he was apparently close to once. He had been a tribute too. He'd seen what the Games were like...

Before he could fall too far deep into his mind, Katniss touched his cheek, eyes snapping back up and onto hers. Her hand felt so warm and welcoming, a reminder of things he had forgotten.

Maybe she was telling the truth after all.

"Never?" He repeats. "Even with the whole... shower thing?"