That Peeta-he's really something else. I couldn't take my eyes off him during the Quarter Quell Opening Ceremony. It was the first time I wasn't the best-looking guy in the place. Of course that was mostly thanks to Cinna and Portia's talented hands. But you can't ignore the fact that their creations wouldn't have had the same effect on a lesser individual. So of course I allied with him and Katniss. The first thing I did in training was to seek him out. I would have allied with Peeta even if this had been a proper Hunger Games, with no rebellion to carry out. And I impatiently waited until I could enter the arena, where I would be able to help the rebels and more importantly, see Peeta's face.
My initial joy at seeing the water-filled arena was replaced by worry. Could Peeta swim? District 12's tributes hardly ever could. I especially remember that from Annie's games-Oh no, Annie! I'm not cheating on her if my feelings for Peeta are one-sided, am I? I mean, anyone can tell he has eyes for no one but Katniss. Annoying girl. I see she can swim, but he can't. So of course I swim straight at him. He doesn't object, but lets me lift him and tow him towards the Cornucopia. I'm touching him! But there are more pressing needs on my mind. To get Peeta out of the water. So he'll live and I'll get to hug him again.