Katniss froze at first, unsure how to react; the last time Peeta had really hugged her like this, his hands and found their way around her throat and she couldn't speak for a good few weeks, but then she wrapped her arms around him too and buried her head in his shoulder. This was Peeta; the real, actual Peeta and not some horrible nightmare from trackerjacker venom or morphling. She snuggled into his arms. He was real. The words he always asked: real or not came to her mind, but she knew, she was safe in these arms. They held her through her nightmares after the games and in the dark, damp cave with she was shivering cold.
"I missed you too, Peeta..." she trailed off softly. It was strange; she felt she had only just seen him before her hunting trip this morning, but then he had been here for so long with Prim-