Johanna snorts at the idea. "God, no," she says dismissively. "I mean, sometimes you would think that she puts off some kind of pheromone that makes people love her, despite the fact that she can be duller than dishwater, but there's no actual magic. She's just a real live girl," she mocks. "She's just trying to make life better for her District."

Her laugh is high-pitched and dismissive. "She's as stuck as the rest of us. Snow definitely would kill her if she went back."