She frowned, lifting up the arm and studying the mark.

How? How had he been stung, without her noticing?

Still, it made sense. All his behavior began to come together. She had been out...a long time. Waiting for him to wake up wasn't an option.

Sighing, Katniss stood, gripping him under the arms and working her way back into the under brush with him. It wasn't much but it'd be something.