"It's fine," Katniss said, even though it wasn't. He knew it wasn't. But there was no point in him apologizing for it. She had long since forgiven him for any part in the plan; even if he hadn't told her about it, he'd at least considered her best interest in it. And Peeta's.
At least now she knew what had happened to him. It was a very small comfort, but it wasn't much. She didn't know what she was going to do about it at home, but here... well, she was already far enough away that she was pretending all of that never existed.
She turned away, back toward the stove. "He probably should hate me anyway."