Katniss’s nose scrunched up as she dabbed at your stomach wound with a rag that was now stained with your blood. You were never supposed to out in the field in her opinion, but your intentions were pure and you were good for morale.

“You should’ve been more careful.” She avoided your eyes. You being alone with her in this dark room, a candle providing the only light and an undershirt did not help her focus.