"Yes, they will. I've still got a couple strings to pull and favors to call in, they'll help us with the media and secure us a train ride out, we just have to be there." He pet her hair gently, hoping she understood he'd never been more serious about something in his life.

"We're gonna get out of here, Jess, and we're gonna find somewhere to keep our heads down until they forget about us." Not a particularly hard goal, the Capitol dropped one shiny thing and picked up another faster than someone could blink. "And then we're gonna live the way we want to live. We'll leave it all behind, move on, and make our lives something we want them to be. I know it might seem impossible right now, but I promise you I will make this happen for you. For both of us. Will you come with me?" He wanted her to agree to it. He could push her onto a train and drag all her stuff with him and it wouldn't feel right if she hadn't said yes to begin with. He couldn't help her if she didn't want to be helped.