"I could probably stitch someone up if I had to." It was the best skill she could do with a needle and thread, and she'd seen her mom and...Prim do it enough times. But Johanna was right in the fact that that didn't exactly take creativity. The one thing that she'd been required to do that had...she'd had Cinna's help. Again.

Katniss was actually thinking about her answer, was going to give her another boring and average reply that would move the conversation along and hopefully make it reach an ending as some point.

But Johanna sure knew what buttons to press.

Katniss' entire body goes rigid. Memories she tries to suppress, that she has to continually reassure herself that it wasn't real, resurface. With them comes anger, and when she speaks, it's through bared but clenched-together teeth.

"Don't you dare talk about Prim."