His face and arms are so artfully disguised as to be invisible. I kneel beside him. “I guess all those hours decorating cakes paid off.” Peeta smiles. “Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.

“Why not? It's true. My best hope is to not disgrace myself and..." He hesitates…”

“This is the first kiss that we're both fully aware of. Neither of us hobbled by…”

“No problem," Gale replies. "I wake up ten times a night anyway.""To make sure K…”

“You know, you're kind of squeamish for such a lethal person”