Kept me from killing Katniss because he figured out you were allies.

[And now, Clove's attention is on the knives. Picking them up, handling them like they were made of glass, inspecting them like they were fine jewels. Every curve and detail made note of.]

And I -- a Career, someone trained for that moment, to fight and to kill -- just screamed.

I died screaming for Cato.

[Her hand starts to tighten, but she realizes she's holding the blade of the knife she's examining. No. None of that. Not right now.

So, she makes herself breathe.]