Peeta doesn't take offense to being mistaken for a dog; he understands enough about Daine to know that might be the greatest compliment she could give. And he's pleased that she's that comfortable around him.

He nods in response to her question. "Yeah. I fell asleep a little after five, I think. I didn't mean to," he adds, remembering about the plan to sleep in shifts. Now it's his turn to frown. He pulls himself up into a sitting position. "You didn't wind up back in the dream, did you?"