It would be better this way.
She looked at them, working together. She was grateful Katniss had figured out what she meant. Now they knew how the arena worked. The plan would work. Beetee had formulated a huge part of it, after all. Unexpected things would happen, but it would work.
Even though she knew it was coming, the hands grabbing her and jerking her back still came as a sort of shock. But without her, the plan would work. And her Beetee would live. She felt something warm and wet down her front.
It would be better this way.