That's where we start, then. Peeta's strong and Rue's quick, but...they're not fighters. Not the way Katniss is. Not the way I've seen her shoot.

[He runs his hands over his face and up into his hair, pushing it back as he tries to pull himself together. Then, after a minute, he rolls out of bed and gets to his feet, turning to face Cinna as he mumbles under his breath:]

Darling of the Capitol, huh? ...Yeah. Okay. Yeah.

[And then, like witnessing a transformation, his posture relaxes into a casual, confident stance; a hint of a grin tugs at the corner of his lips, and his eyes seem alive with a light that hasn't shown in them for a week as he leans in a little and drawls his next words.]

Darling enough?