Sure, Katniss. Sure, they could start running. Peeta would follow her anywhere, anywhere they went, it didn't matter where. But he knew that they couldn't do it. That they'd never be able to do it. And not just because of the logistical problems.

He didn't know what it was, it was just a feeling. A feeling that it would never happen. His grip tightened on her hand, just a bit.

"I wonder what they're doing in the other districts." Peeta mused out loud, looking at the darkened streets, the further they got away from the bonfires. "I don't really want to go back, either. Maybe they'll have the fence go back to normal once we leave."