He doesn't pull away when she touches him, and she leaves her hand on his arm. She meant to reassure him, but it's reassuring for her, too, knowing he's here. Actually here. The Capitol has used his image and his voice on more than one occasion to torture her in the Arenas, so knowing this isn't just another voice, another trick, is important.

"No," she admits. "It's far beyond what I even know is possible. The last arena..."

The last arena she had been torn apart by vicious velociraptors, but she swallows that. It's a whole 'nother can of worms, the things they're able to create here, and she doesn't want to upset him further with details of what happened.

"There was no way I can conceive of that I could have come back, much less without any sort of scarring. But I did."