[Clove has adopted the policy in Luceti to tell as much as she can about Panem in one sitting. Dragging out the conversation... no. She prefers to describe the Games and be done with it.]

Maybe I can't let go. But I... don't want to. I went into the arena knowing that I'd have to kill Cato or let him die to get to go home. I was okay with that.

But I knew I wouldn't get married if that happened. I... guess it's still the same thing.

If I can't have him -- If he doesn't want me, here -- I'd rather be alone.