While it'll never be the same as seeing the city covered in snow first hand, she'll do her best to describe it to him. It's not the same, Katniss knows, but she'll still try. At least when he's not distracting her with snowballs or other games out there. Because he's right; if she's comfortable, safe, and warm now, it'll all be even better once they return to bed after the cold.

"We can walk in the street?" she asks sleepily, corner of her lips curled into a smile from his kiss. "No cars?"