"… That would be a relief," Coromotto mutters as Daine scents the air again, this time with more purpose. She doesn't smell anything unusual, though - nothing that would make her worried under other circumstances. Now that she's really thinking about it, none of her senses are giving her any solid reason to be afraid. She just is, as if fear is as much a part of the wood as the trees are.

She lets out a little huff of consternation as Coromotto comes to stand beside her, shoulder to shoulder. "You may be right," he says, turning to look back at Peeta. "We can't find anything to be afraid of. We're all just scared for no reason."