Peeta’s calm hands guide you through the forest, teaching camouflage techniques and rationing strategies.

“Blend in,” he murmurs, smearing mud across your arms. He predicts threats, sets small traps, and stays close without crowding. In quiet moments, he gives you steady reassurance.

“We’ll get through this. Step by step.”

His presence is a lifeline, a quiet strength, reminding you that being clever and cautious can keep you alive even in the deadliest games.