His whole existence hurt. He steadied himself against a broken beam before hearing her voice and realizing she was right there. Right there with him.

Blue eye darted around for any sort of weapon, and his hands twitched to have something in them. She was tricking him again. Playing her sweet, innocent 'I just want to be your friend peeta' game. He would get her before she got him.

A metal pole. He snatched it up, stumbling over his prosthetic and eventually just falling, failing to get away from the mutt who was pretending to be the girl who had once meant something to him, "Get away from me!"