Well... It's quite likely that they died shortly after me. We were essentially being hunted. I have no idea if any of them are still alive, or if they accomplished what we set out to do... I wish I knew if Peeta was okay.

[His brow furrows with a deep worry, but then he shakes his head, refocusing on the person walking next to him. Though the memory feels close, there's still nothing he can do about it now.]

Virtues or sins? You guys were... Sorting me?

[If this is the afterlife, then he supposes that would be the moral judgement. Does that mean this is the good place? It seems pretty nice to be hell. Or maybe purgatory?

Through his confusion, he still wants to make talk with this new person, as is in his nature.]

Did I pass? [His lips quirk up in a small, playful smile]