At first one, then another, then almost every member of the crowd touches the three middle fingers of their left hand to their lips and holds it out to me. It is an old and rarely used gesture of our district, occasionally seen at funerals.
I am the m o c k i n g j a y
Because I know this now. Because there will never be a way for me to not know this again. Because, beyond the military disadvantage losing a Mockingjay entails, I am broken. Several sets of arms would embrace me. But in the end, the only person I truly want to comfort me is Haymitch, because he loves Peeta, too. I reach out for him and say something like his name and he‟s there, holding me and patting my back. “It‟s okay. It‟ll be okay, sweetheart.”
Mockingjay + Characters
The one who could think of the right thing to say when nobody else could.
Haymitch finally hugs Katniss.
I will reblog this always now