[Annie Cresta, winner of the 70th Hunger Games, won mostly due to evading enemies and being good at swimming. The information surfaces clinically in Peeta's mind. He learned it before, and briefly a memory plays in his head of sitting and watching the tapes of her victory with Katniss. Did that happen? Did it not happen? He can't tell anymore.
He smiles, reflexively. The one that pleases crowds and puts people at ease. He used to be able to do it whenever he wanted, as easy as flipping a switch. Now it works on its own, coming through like the weather at its own whim.]
Thank goodness. I thought I was going to die alone down here.
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He smiles, reflexively. The one that pleases crowds and puts people at ease. He used to be able to do it whenever he wanted, as easy as flipping a switch. Now it works on its own, coming through like the weather at its own whim.]
Thank goodness. I thought I was going to die alone down here.