Calico does freeze. She's balanced awkwardly on the windowsill, in the process of wiggling through on her belly. Her head and shoulders are inside - but her legs kick at the wall on the outside.
Her eyes go wide at the gun and her mouth drops open.

"So you're gonna kill me now as well? Shoulda guessed that one, huh? And then it'll be Jack and Peeta - Katniss, righ'?"

She shakes her head. "Why d'you dob her in? Why d'you set her up like that? She was our DAMN friend. Don't you think we've seen enough die without you bloody ORCHESTRATIN' more?"