His voice causes her to stop before his hand does and her eyes catch his for a brief moment before she focuses back on his wound.

"I'm not worried," she insists. The most obvious lie she's ever told him and she knows it. How is she supposed to stop worrying about him when it's partially her fault that he's like this? It should have been her trapped in the Capitol, not him. "I didn't think they'd clear you to work construction."