“I whistled. Why didn’t you whistle back?” I snap at him. “I didn’t hear. The water’s too loud, I guess,” he says. He crosses and puts his hands on my shoulders. That’s when I feel that I’m trembling. “I thought Cato killed you!” I almost shout. “No, I’m fine.” Peeta wraps his arms around me, but I don’t respond. “Katniss?”
