“Real or not real?”

“You love me. Real or not real?"I tell him, "Real.”

“You're still trying to protect me. Real or not real," he whispers."Real," I answer. "Because that's what you and I do, protect each other.”

“If I could grow wings, I could fly. Only people can't grow wings," he say's. "Real or not real?""Real," I say. "But people don't need wings to survive.""Mockingjays do.”

“Not like this. He wanted it to be real.”

“Yo despierto gritando por pesadillas. Pero sus brazos están ahí para confortarme. Y finalmente sus labios. Y sólo él puede darme eso. Él susurra: Tú me amas. ¿Real o no real?.. Yo digo: -Real..”

“I know what blood poisoning is, Katniss," says Peeta. "Even if my mother isn't a healer."I'm jolted back in time, to another wound, another set of bandages. "You said that same thing to me in the first Hunger Games. Real or not real?""Real," he says. "And you risked your life getting the medicine that saved me?""Real." I shrug. "You were the reason I was alive to do it.”