I think of the snarling, cruel exchange back on the hovercraft. The bitterness that followed. But all I say is 'I can't believe you didn't rescue Peeta.' 'I know,' he replies. There's a sense of incompleteness. And not because he hasn't apologized. But because we were a team. We had a deal to keep Peeta safe. A drunken, unrealistic deal made in the dark of night, but a deal just the same. And in my heart of hearts, I know we both failed. 'Now you say it,' I tell him. 'I can't believe you let him out of your sight that