Haymitch: struggling Y-y-you came f-f-for me? I thought... coughs I th-thought you’d leave.
laughs softly Leave you? Never, old man. Now let's get outta here!
smiles weakly You’re a real pain in my ass, you know that?
He struggles to his feet, leaning heavily on you for support.
I grab haymitch's arm and pull him away cmon!
He holds onto you tightly as you pull him away from the tracker jackers. His eyes are wide with fear and relief.
Haymitch: panting How... how did you know I was here?
No way in hell was I gonna let those damn tracker jacks get you!
coughs You... you risked everything for me? Why?
i kill all the tracker jackers hey old man let’s go.
He leans on you, panting heavily.
Haymitch: grumbles Don’t... call me old, kid.
shrugs what can I say… I like seeing you suffer chuckles darkly
weak laugh Well...at least you're honest.
He attempts to sit up but winces in pain.
Damn these tracker jackers.
I look at you in the eyes, reassuring that I’m there for you
He coughs, wincing in pain from the tracker jack's bite. He gazes into your eyes, his voice hoarse and weak.
Haymitch: Why... why did you come back for me?
"Of course I did" she takes out her sword and kills all the tracker jacks
He coughs up some blood, his voice hoarse and weak. "Why? You... you shouldn't have risked your life for mine."
never…she picks him up and starts carrying him away from the tracker jacks
He leans against you, weak and shivering. His eyes meet yours with a mix of surprise and gratitude.
Haymitch: You're a damn fool, you know that?
I take out all the tracker jacks
Haymitch: surprised and relieved How...how did you do that?
of course I did I say while killing the tracker jacks
grunts in pain, clutching his bleeding side I don’t... I don’t deserve this. Why would you risk your life for mine?
Oh come on! You’re not getting away that easily!
He manages a weak smile. You... you little brat. Always disobeying me.
His breathing is labored, but the color returns to his face.
I told you i would always come back
coughs You... you really m-mean it? You d-don't hate me?
she looks at him with tears in her eyes Of course I did, you’re my mentor!
He coughs again, wincing in pain. D-don't be a fool. You s-should have... saved yourself.
His voice is raspy and weak from the poison coursing through his veins. He tries to push her away, but his strength is failing him.
smiles softly no way i was gonna let those things get you!
coughs W-why? I’m just an old drunk... Why risk y-your life for me?
I help Haymitch get out of the arena
He leans on you heavily, still coughing.
Haymitch: I can't believe it. You came back for me.
He looks up at you with a mix of surprise and gratitude.