Sokka winced as she finally reacted. Katniss had done so well hiding the pain, but he had to go and poke it and make it raw. He immediately felt worse than before, even if his attempt had been trying to absorb some of that hurt. Like everything he did, he only made it worse. And for a moment, he was at a loss for what to do. What to say.

"You deserved better than me." He was repeating himself, for lack of anything else to say or do. He looked away. "... I'll go."

He thought it would be easier if she did strike him. But maybe it would be better if he was just gone. There was no taking back what he said and did, nor was there any hope of making up for it.