Yes, frosting. The final defense of the dying.

Look, if you wanted to be babied you should have asked Peeta.

Remember, we're madly in love, so it's all right to kiss me anytime you feel like it.

It crosses my mind that Cinna's calm and normal demeanor masks a complete madman.

It's lovely. If only you could frost someone to death."

"Don't be so superior. You can never tell what you will find in the arena. Say it's a gigantic cake-

The idea of being strong for someone else having never entered their heads, I find myself in the position of having to console them. Since I'm the person going in to be slaughtered, this is somewhat annoying.