[Katniss stopped pulling her sled for a moment, her expression shifting to something more serious. Not bleak, not despairing, not the age of someone who has grown up too fast or has yet to learn what it is to grow at all. It's a steadying gaze, of someone who has finally seen the scope of things.

She came. She fought. She had taken lives and saved lives. But it wasn't going to be enough, and it wasn't ever going to be enough to save everyone.

She inhaled, then exhaled.] Korrin. Whatever else happens, here or in the future, I want someone else to hear me say this. So if I die, pass it along to the people I care about.