There was a lot of growing that came with the Games, and everything they brought as well, but Prim was still young and there was a large part of her that couldn't picture her life without her family surrounding her. For a very long time, it had been her, Katniss and their mother together and the idea of abandoning them, just leaving to go somewhere else with Gale, didn't feel right. She wanted to be with him, she wanted a life with him, but she didn't see why they needed to leave their home to have all of that and more. Realistically, now wasn't the time to discuss such things, and Prim (unfortunately) knew that they may never need to talk about it, but that didn't stop her from thinking of the future. Their different ideas weren't enough to make the blonde girl think that Gale wasn't right for her.

Any thoughts of what the future could hold were soon gone when Gale wrapped his arms around her. She always felt so safe with him, as if nothing bad could ever happen when he was with her. It was foolish, even a little childish to want to hide from every bad thing in life, but Prim didn't care. When time was fleeting, she just wanted to be with Gale and be as happy as they could be, together, before the Games came to take them away from each other. She really was worried about everything, even if Peeta had a plan and she did have more faith in herself to stay alive. Seven days was asking a lot in such an unpredictable arena. 

“Thank you,” she said softly, appreciating the compliment. Prim felt more like herself this time than she had at the parade, and that helped to boost her confidence some. “You look amazing,” she added, reaching up to play with his tie again. The color went well with his eyes and helped to bring out every handsome part of Gale. She gave his tie a playful tug and pulled him down for another kiss, “really good,” she smiled against his lips. This was the most alone they had been in quite a while and Prim wanted to take advantage of that for as long as she could.