When they finally do make it through that impossible hedge, using a blowtorch from one of the dead Careers’ packs, they find themselves on flat, dry earth that leads to a cliff. Far below, you can see jagged rocks. “That’s all there is, Haymitch. Let’s go back,” says Maysilee. “No, I’m staying here,” he says. “All right. There’s only five of us left. May as well say good-bye now, anyway,” she says. “I don’t want it to come down to you and me.” “Okay,” he agrees. That’s all. He doesn’t offer to shake her hand or even look at her. And she walks away.
