( Moving to skype for Haymitch x Katniss. )

It was true, he had helped Prim before but he never felt comfortable in the kitchen or useful. Sure he could kill and skin animals but he figured he could leave the work to Prim who knew how to turn basic things into wonderful thoughtful dishes. That always amazed him but if she thought he was a help then he'd try. When the topic did turn, Gale hoped that Prim would be able to follow his train of thought. He knew he wanted a future with her. The others came along without saying but to him, something ideal would be a home without Katniss and their mother and his family. It wasn't easy to think of something so perfect when they were in the Capitol but they had good cause for hope and he just wished he could pass the same sentiments to Katniss and Haymitch.

When Prim took hold of his hand and expressed similar ideals, he looked up, rather relieved. He knew his words could be taken one of two ways and much to his delight, she had reciprocated them. "Yeah." He didn't want to put a timeline for when things would happen but he knew that if it was in the future, it would make things easier to deal with. They had something to look forward to when it was all over. Seven days would be very difficult. Even Katniss had struggled to make it to the end and they had their work cut out for them with double to enemies and dangers. 

Still, Gale knew they'd all make it out.

Prim moved the plate away and in turn moved closer to him which was perfectly fine with him. Gale gave her hand a light squeeze back, finding reassurance in her warmth. It made him remember that their reality wasn't as bad as it seemed. "Good. Maybe we can do a bit better than a cave somewhere." He joked a little and kissed her back. He didn't think it mattered. At this point, many people weren't around or in the right mind to pay them any attention. He pulled back and let go of her hand so he could wrap it around her waist, keeping her close. "You look really pretty tonight, Prim." He said to her.