I was trying to ooze the nightmares out of my brain and onto paper. [He taps the closed notebook.] Didn't really help.

[He slowly wraps an arm around her and cuddles up to her. It feels good, safe.]

This place... makes you feel at home, doesn't it?

[He wonders if she'll catch on to what he's saying. He's still not sure if they need to be so careful, but it's always a good idea after what they've been through. It feels just like Panem, wondering if there are eyes on you, being thrown into battle with no choice.]