The sword pointed at her does nothing to improve her mood, which wasn't all that sunny to begin with due to a noted lack of sleep. Besides, Cato had used a sword in the Games, and she remembers how it looked still, flashing in his hand. Shiny under the layer of tracker jacker venom bubbling through her mind. All in all, very memorable.

Nor is the angry look helping, because how many times has she seen that exact same look on Gale's face?

"Fine. You're obviously alright here by yourself. I thought I heard someone calling, but I guess I was wrong," she turns on one foot, and reflects on how strange this is - a Gwaine that doesn't want her around, for a change.