For a moment, she almost feels guilty at that. It's cruel to make it all sound so discardable, so undesirable - everything she's built since she was left here. But even a vacation feels like misery when you're homesick, even though she's well aware that her real home is gone and is never coming back.

But she doesn't actually want to hurt him, even if all she feels like she wants these days is to burn everything to the ground. He doesn't deserve that any more than Peeta did.

At a loss for any actual direction to take with this, she slumps back against the wall, staring into space.

"No one here understands," she says. "I'm living in luxury while everything else burns."