Peeta is doing some egg hunting as well. Actually, he's realized that something is going on and is in the thick of things. He hadn't minded the oatmeal and he doesn't have a sweet tooth, but he's far too 12 (and far too paranoid) not to gather up food in general. He's got a basket as well, picking up eggs as he goes when he goes for an egg that Cissie is already moving toward.

"Sorry, please, have at it," he gestures to the egg.