“So at least half the victors have instructed their mentors to request you as an ally. I know it can’t be your sunny personality.”
“They saw her shoot,” says Peeta with a smile. “Actually, I saw her shoot, for real, for the first time. I’m about to put in a formal request myself.”
"Tick, tock," Wiress says in her sleep. As the lightning ceases and the blood rain begins just to the right of it, her words suddenly make sense. "Oh", I say under my breath. "Tick, Tock." My eyes sweep around the full circle of the arena and I know she’s right. “Tick, tock. This is a clock.”
We’re a team, aren’t we? And I’m so proud of my victors. So proud. You both deserved so much better. I am truly sorry.