'I want you to be home, with your family, heading to bed.' Was the correct answer, but she knew how cruel it was. To both of them.

The girl had been hurt...and pushed forward. A small, but important choice. Katniss considered, before nodding.

"I want you to fight."

She settled back into the plush chairs of the train, watching, wanting to see how Sansa would take it. If she would rise to the challenge...or shy away.

If she shied away well...the Capitol, at least, could provide a good last few weeks.