Peeta, how come I never know when you're having a nightmare?Ђќ I say. 'I don't know. I don't think I cry out or thrash around or anything. I just come to, paralyzed with terror,Ђќ he says. 'You should wake me,Ђќ I say, thinking about how I can interrupt his sleep two or three times on a bad night. About how long it can take to calm me down. 'It's not necessary. My nightmares are usually about losing you,Ђќ he says. 'I'm okay once I realize you're here.