Lost in thought, Peeta's surprised when Daine finishes with the first hand much faster than he expected. He docilely swaps hands, giving the newly bandaged one an appreciative once over.
"You're good at this," he tells her, giving the doctored fingers an experimental wiggle. The burning has faded, but he can tell he's going to be a little sore for a while yet.
He lets out a huff of laughter - he's probably the only person who could need bandages after dreaming, even if the dream was about life or death.
The memory of Katniss patching him up in their cave during the first Games hits him like lightning, come and gone in the time it takes him to blink. He frowns at the far wall for a moment, but is distracted from his thoughts by Sarge wriggling his head under Peeta's now free hand. Smiling, Peeta returns to petting him, comforted by the slide of the soft coat under his palm.
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"You're good at this," he tells her, giving the doctored fingers an experimental wiggle. The burning has faded, but he can tell he's going to be a little sore for a while yet.
He lets out a huff of laughter - he's probably the only person who could need bandages after dreaming, even if the dream was about life or death.
The memory of Katniss patching him up in their cave during the first Games hits him like lightning, come and gone in the time it takes him to blink. He frowns at the far wall for a moment, but is distracted from his thoughts by Sarge wriggling his head under Peeta's now free hand. Smiling, Peeta returns to petting him, comforted by the slide of the soft coat under his palm.