She hadn't meant to make Anna cry with her words, they're just simply the truth. Ever since they were little girls and realized how much she could hurt Anna if she wasn't careful, that's all she wanted to do, was to protect her. Of course it was fueled by fear, but also a burning desire to make sure no harm ever came to Anna. And she's failed that, which makes this all the harder to handle.

"Shhh... Anna," she says quietly, shaking her head and trying not to gasp out in pain again. The truth is, she knows she's probably not going to make it. Something is seriously wrong with her and the pain is blinding. "Just- just remember, wh-whatever happens, I'll always b-be there for you."

Even if just in spirit.

Maybe it's because she knows that she's going to die and that there's always that possibility she won't be brought back, that the Capitol will grow bored of her, but she can't help it when she says the next part. "Y-you can just... build a snowman," she whispers. "And think of me."