The image of Daine healing jabberjays in the arena flashes across Peeta's mind, but he quickly pushes it away.

"No, I don't mind." He would love the opportunity to watch her work - and perhaps sketch her doing so - and if she does have to do any healing, he can make new memories of it to replace the older, less pleasant ones.

The corner of his mouth quirks up at her reaction to the bread. However often he's experienced it before, seeing someone enjoy something he's cooked is still a pleasure.