[Saul doesn't know what he did to deserve this amount of trust from Peeta, but — okay. It's okay. He can handle it. You know, the way one might handle a Fabergé egg, or some tiny baby animal, or something else equally fragile and precious.

Jesus.

What Peeta says about his parents hits Saul hard; his own family life wasn't the best. Divorce, a step-dad who came into the picture late (and then stole Saul's second wife), everything that led up to the adoption of a new name: Goodman. Not McGill. The only person who calls him that is Stephanie.

And even then, it sounds unfamiliar.

He settles his hands on Peeta's shoulders. The hug will come soon enough, but for now, he just wants to calm the kid down.]

You can't. That's what you risk when you care about someone — there's always the chance they might hurt you, whether they mean it or not. And I know how scary it is, giving someone that power over you. But sometimes it's worth it, even just for a little while, y'know? Feeling that way. Makes you wanna do it over and over again, which will eventually make you feel like an idiot, but...

[That's love, isn't it?]

But if all else fails and there really isn't anyone around with a broom and dustpan, you've still got yourself.