Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.

You here to finish me off, Sweetheart?

Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.

It crosses my mind that Cinna's calm and normal demeanor masks a complete madman.

Technically, I am unarmed. But no one should ever underestimate the harm that fingernails can do. Especially if the target is unprepared.

I really can't think about kissing when I've got a rebellion to incite.

The idea of being strong for someone else having never entered their heads, I find myself in the position of having to console them. Since I'm the person going in to be slaughtered, this is somewhat annoying.

No. Now, shut up and eat your pears.

Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.