Gale's something else that she doesn't quite want to think about. It's almost ridiculous, considering what she's been through, but these types of things still remain even after all of that destruction. It's hard to know if her mind's still here, sometimes, or if it's still back in the Capitol, frozen in that moment. Watching it in her mind's eye over and over again until it's painted to her eyelids.

But he's always known how to find her, no matter where she hid, because he knows her better than anyone else. Or he used to, because maybe he knew the old Katniss as opposed to this quiet, humorless new one.

Something to think about.

Today she tries to for a wave and a nod in greeting. "Hi, Gale."