Like the other tributes – the Victors – he'd never been the same after the Hunger Games. After being forced the kill and watch fellow tributes die in the name of Capitol entertainment, no one would be the same. At first he'd drifted, alone, helpless.

After a few Games he'd still been afloat but no longer alone. This time he'd been joined by Wiress and he clung to her like a life-raft. She was the thing that kept him afloat for such a long time. They were two halves to the same whole.

What can you do when half of you dies?