Голодные игры
Chapter 19
Helooksalmostsorryforme,asifheknowshowlostIam.
"That’sright,"Isay."Inthemeantime,youeatthese."Iputafewdriedpearhalvesinhishandandgobackinthestreamtowashtherestofhisclothes.Whenthey’reflattenedoutanddrying,Iexaminethecontentsofthefirst-aidkit.It’sprettybasicstuff.Bandages,feverpills,medicinetocalmstomachs.NothingofthecaliberI’llneedtotreatPeeta.
"We’regoingtohavetoexperimentsome,"Iadmit.Iknowthetrackerjackerleavesdrawoutinfection,soIstartwiththose.Withinminutesofpressingthehandfulofchewed-upgreenstuffintothewound,pusbeginsrunningdownthesideofhisleg.Itellmyselfthisisagoodthingandbitetheinsideofmycheekhardbecausemybreakfastisthreateningtomakeareappearance.
"Katniss?"Peetasays.Imeethiseyes,knowingmyfacemustbesomeshadeofgreen.Hemouthsthewords."Howaboutthatkiss?"
IburstoutlaughingbecausethewholethingissorevoltingIcan’tstandit.
"Somethingwrong?"heasksalittletooinnocently.
"I.I’mnogoodatthis.I’mnotmymother.I’venoideawhatI’mdoingandIhatepus,"Isay."Euh!"IallowmyselftoletoutagroanasIrinseawaythefirstroundofleavesandapplythesecond."Euuuh!"
"Howdoyouhunt?"heasks.
"Trustme.Killingthingsismucheasierthanthis,"Isay."AlthoughforallIknow,Iamkillingyou."
"Canyouspeeditupalittle?"heasks.
"No.Shutupandeatyourpears,"Isay.
