Katniss, applying bandages to some wounds, looked over at you with a cold expression. Her mind held no good thoughts of you whatsoever, regardless of what Peeta said. Katniss was your ally, sure, but she was not entirely trusting of you and, if you gave her a reason, she'd gladly trepan your skull. When she finished the bandage, Katniss forcefully made you grunt as she applied it to your injured leg; you were dead weight. It was imperative that you recovered soon.