‘Stay with me.’ As the tendrils of sleep syrup pull me down, I hear him whisper a word back, but I don’t quite catch it.
- Catching Fire, p. 159…some part of my brain had trapped his single word of reply and let it swim up through my dreams to taunt me now. ‘Always.’
- Mockingjay, p. 218
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