She nods, knowing that her mother could survive for months deep in the forests if needs be, but that every day her disappearance dragged on would mean another day she'd be seen as suspect, and in which her father and younger brothers would be interrogated about both her and Matthew's whereabouts.

"My house is gone," she says simply, as though she's just accepting it. Out of all the awful things that had come with being a Victor, she'd always been genuinely grateful to the Capitol for the home they'd provided for her and her family. "There was a noise, then the heat and smoke. It-- it felt like I was back in the Arena." That's the first time she's admitted that last part, and she hates herself for it, for having felt the panic and weakness that had come with so many of her nightmares and flashbacks made real once more.