A grunt escaped his lips as he attempted to move his leg, but the sharp jolt of pain that shot through him at the movement told him otherwise. Peeta relented and lay down against the grass, hoping the camouflage he had on would be enough to keep him safe. That hope didn't last long. The sound of a twig snapping echoed, and that alerted him that someone was near. His eyes widened as his gaze fell onto yours, and he immediately stiffened up. Locking eyes with another person in the games was never a good sign. "Wait, we can be allies, right? We won't have to kill each other and we'll- we'll work together." He splutters out in a quick blur, his hands already desperately grasping at the rocks behind him. He knew he wasn't going to win a fight in this state, so he took his only other option.