Peeta does understand and he gives Daine a nod. "Sure." He pulls his hand out of his pocket and, opening the desk drawer, swipes all of the writing utensils off the desk top and into the drawer. Then he pivots back to face Daine, unconsciously rubbing his hands on his pants.

"I guess we'll catch up later, then?" He gives her a half smile. "It'd be fun to watch you and you together."