Peeta frowns slightly in concern and is about to pat down his pockets when Daine holds out Molly's leash. He takes the leash with a huff of laughter, bending to ruffle Molly's ears before falling into step beside Daine.

When they join the commuter crowd, he allows Daine to take the lead. He's been out and about this earlier before, and finds the crush of people to be fascinating, if a little reminiscent of the packed streets of the Capitol. It's a bit busier than the other times he's been out, and when Daine takes his hand he laces his fingers with hers, the better to keep them from being pulled apart. He also shortens the lead on Molly's leash, keeping her as close to him as possible until they finally emerge in the sunshine.

"That seemed worse than usual," he says, throwing a look back at the steady stream of people heading in the way they just came out.