[ honestly, Peeta has it easier than Katniss simply because he's in reasonably good shape physically. no one in the arena is in good shape, but he hasn't been through an explosion. By the time she calls his name, realizing what's going on, he's in a full on panic. He hears her scream his name and relief washes through him, hope leaps in his chest. It's impossible to tell where her voice is coming from. He rattles at the doorknob and goes to throw his shoulder into the door when he hears her light footsteps jogging toward him. He turns and launches himself as quickly as possible toward her, more than half afraid that something will happen before they reach each other. ] Katniss
[ he stumbles because he's not terribly graceful but then she's in his arms and she's real. She's here and he wasn't sure he'd ever see her again after the whole world exploded (or at least that's how it had felt)] You're here. You're okay. You're here.
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[ he stumbles because he's not terribly graceful but then she's in his arms and she's real. She's here and he wasn't sure he'd ever see her again after the whole world exploded (or at least that's how it had felt)] You're here. You're okay. You're here.