Because this doesn't last. There's a war going on outside, and we've been pulled into it before. All that fighting? It's going to come here. Sooner or later. Or we're going to get thrown in and left there. And those supplies shipped in? They've stopped them before, and they can stop them again.

We're not safe.

Me and Cato? We know where we stand with each other if and when all that happens. The rest of you? Are going to be so surprised when you turn on each other for food or shelter or weapons or something like that.

[She doesn't even sound angry. Her voice is calm and even. Someone laying out a factual situation, not an emotional reaction.]