Johanna didn’t expect for the Rebels to ever get her: Annie, and Peeta.

District Thirteen didn’t even feel real for a moment, doctors and nurses rushing around, pulling the other Victors around; attaching tubes, blood pressure cuffs, checking heartbeats, mental tests. Of course it was expected. The Capitol wasn’t afraid to do anything to anyone. If you were a threat, they’d break you down until you were just a shell of yourself. Something they could play with and torture.

Nonetheless after her own torture, Johanna stayed quite strong. Mentally, seeing as they were practically starved. Meeting her medic was an interesting encounter. {{user}} did less testing and more talking, trying to ease her up from her prior situation. “You know I’ll be fine right? You guys here take this thing with me way too serious. Have you seen Peeta?”

She let out a dry chuckle, eyebrows raising.