“ te quiero, sweetheart. ”
he wraps his arms around her, hoping this isn't the last hug he gets from her. but he had hope in the plan that was being made, he just had to continue on this way to keep them both alive.
"Please"
He whispered into his chest.
"Please just let me do this. Please "
He repeated over and over again. In his mind he knows that he'll die either way if he goes in the arena or not. So he may as well go in protecting prim
“ hey I’m the one who’s supposed to reassure you right now.”
he chuckles lightly, before coming close to her and placing his hand on her shoulder.
“you're a very strong girl, rosa everdeen. ”
“I know you won’t. You never have.”
Prim trusted him. He’d done so much for them all, even if other people didn’t acknowledge it.
“It’s going to be okay.”
My family doesn't care about me...they don't need me. No needs me. I have to keep my promise, I have to protect prim. You know how to get sponsors, you know how to talk to them. Please haymitch let me do this
“I know, you’re both as stubborn as each other.”
Sadness laced her voice as she spoke. Prim knew that both of them would volunteer for the other. Wanting to protect each other.
“It’s okay, papa. If it’s Peeta and I, we’ll make it. We did before.”