[She shifts, uncomfortably, while he composes himself.]

...They offered an option. You could win as a pair, if you were from the same District. I - well - Peeta and I .. we came together. We fought to survive - and at the end they tried to renege on that. But ... I saw past them. They thought Peeta and I were in love -- that he was and that I was falling was ... well, not important. I made them think we were going to eat poison berries. To die together.

[She swallowed, looking away.] I don't think I was faking it, either.