"She'll overcome it," the man stated -- simple. Bordering on paternally naive. "She won your bloody games, didn't she? One yellow-bellied bastard of a young man seems a trifle in comparison to all that..."

And yet, as a man quite accustomed to falling too quickly and too deeply for the wrong people, he wondered if it could ever be a trifle. He'd encouraged her to move on after losing Peeta -- and this is what she'd gotten for her troubles? For all his advice?

Dammit. His guilt drove him to confess: "...He's the one who blackened my eye, anyway. So if Katniss don't string him up? I will. In time."