...He was shocked by how much these threats -- as latent and as indirect as they were -- troubled him. Particularly the one about daggers and breasts, for he remembers what Katniss told him about Clove. About a murder. About a suicide. Sharpe channelled his unease into a brief, breath-like laugh. A nervous habit; a way to hide his emotional response.

"You're late, Miss Trinket. Our Katniss has already outshone the lot of'em."