Peeta wished he knew Annie better, wished he had that history with her even if he didn't want the torture that had come with it. Of course, he didn't know what lay ahead of him. He simply knew that something happened and that he and Annie were closer in her time. He liked that tentative smile. It felt as if he'd accomplished something, getting her to use it. Once he reached the landing, he sat down a couple of steps from her.

He hesitated at her question. "Yes, but I have to admit, I haven't used mine much. " He'd rarely used the phone in his victor house back in 12 either.