"I have a feeling you won't have a problem with that. They love you here. You haven't had the opportunity to watch them watch you like I have," she tells her. "You've been a favourite among many of them for some time now."

"I was at a party when you won." it seems terrible to admit that to her. To tell her that she had been sipping cocktails and rubbing elbows with the rich and powerful of Panem while she had been inside the arena, bleeding and fighting for her life.