She had been suspicious from the very moment she noticed the letter under her door. Suspicious of the letter, of the very prospect of having a 'secret admirer. Because, so far, she's done her very best to stay out of the spotlight in Wonderland. To make certain no one knows her background, no one knows about the Games or the uprising. About the Mockingjay. There's no reason here for anyone to admire her. Not when she's been avoiding them all.

And yet, at the designated time, she finds herself outside room 119. Katniss' posture is tense, her hands gripping tightly to her bow. Her head darts back and forth, feeling very much like the nervous rabbit she's hunted in the past. It could easily be a trap. A trick.

She probably shouldn't have come here. She should have crumpled up the letter without opening it. But maybe the people she had talked to on the communicator had been right.

Maybe she was a bit lonely.