There are much worse games to play. - Suzanne Collins, Mockingjay
"There are much worse games to play."
"There are much worse games to play."
"Knowing it and seeing it are two different things."
"Stay with me.Always."
"You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real,"he whispers."Real,"I answer. "Because that's what you and I do, protect each other."
"You love me. Real or not real?"I tell him, "Real."
"That what I need to survive is not Gale's fire, kindled with rage and hatred. I have plenty of fire myself. What I need is the dandelion in the spring. The bright yellow that means rebirth instead of destruction. The promise that life can go on, no matter how bad our losses. That it can be good again. And only Peeta can give me that."