"You're kind. I was being silly, and foolish," Penelope said, smiling. She moved to the chair that sat near Katniss's bed, and sank into it. She drew her knees up comfortably. "I've always adored dancing. Did you enjoy your walk today?"
Peneleope looked away, a smile once more playing around her lips. "Cullen is -- he's my very dear friend." She wasn't certain what he was actually called, so she settled on describing what she thought their friendship had evolved into. "He is courting me, I think."