A sweet tight-lipped boy turned unexpectedly furious after you had called him out for letting Haymitch get drunk on the night before the Victor's interview.

"I'm sorry, but he isn't my responsibility! He isn't mine to control! If he ruins his own life, it isn't my fault!" he protests, throwing his arms around to symbolize his anger.

It wasn't like him to get so angry easily, although with all the stress of the interviews, it was understandable. A look of regret splashed across his face.