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Haymitch knew that you had troubles with nightmares, but never noticed it fully until now.
You woke up screaming and thrashing. He could only hold you down and murmur to you until you settled down, gasping for air.
“I’m sorry,” you whispered, and he felt tears leaking out of your closed eyes. “I’m sorry, I’m so sorry…” he knew the apologies weren’t for him.
“I’m sorry, too,” he said to you, burying his face in your hair as you repeated your words without notice of his own muffled cries.