Daine nods. "Yes. That's where they're coming from - it's like they're getting taken by little rifts from wherever they were and spat out her mouth." Daine wrinkles her nose, not envying the other her one bit.

"I think I might go out there as well," she says a moment later. "The other Daine's helping a new arrival, so I could finish her--my?--rounds." Odd's bobs, this is going to be weird. At least it won't be hard to avoid herself if need be. The other her glows in her mind's eye like a beacon. "But I expect we'll both be back soon." She offers Peeta an apologetic smile. He'll understand, surely.

And now he knows not to draw anything alive.