Of all the people Johanna ever expected to see there, it never would have been Cinna. In fact when she spotted him talking to some of the locals, it didn't even register it was him. It took her actually hearing him speaking back to them to get who she was seeing.

Her mouth dropped open a little in surprise as she openly stared at him. "Cinna? What the fuck..." She was sure he'd died, she'd heard the guards bragging about it when they'd held her. Maybe they'd just been lying. But maybe not. The Capitol had a nasty habit of making mutts. He could be one of them.

Her eyes narrowed a bit and her fingers curled into a fist as she stepped forward. She was ready to beat the crap out of him if he turned around and had creepy mutt eyes. "Cinna?" she repeated, this time loud enough to be heard over the conversation he was having with the locals.