He understood. Not everything, but he understood the feeling. There was so much he had missed, so much destruction and sadness that it made his head ache. What had gone wrong? What had made this place pull him before the world went mad and Katniss after?

It was an overload, his brain hopped from place to place and had no idea where to settle. He had felt the tension growing, but full on war seemed like madness. Not caring if she fought him, he wrapped his arms around her holding her tight. He would be the anchor for them both.

"You didn't get them killed. Remember that. It was a war and any people who leave the rest of the Districts to fend for themselves are dangerous. Stop, Katniss. Stop blaming yourself for the world."