Lydia hears the other girl respond but it's largely lost to the wind and the distance between them at first. She repeats herself, though, Lydia thinks and the second time, she catches what's said as she picks up her pace a little more. Every muscle in her body aches with fatigue as she pushes herself forward, but she ignores it.

Whoever sent Katniss Everdeen down this particular path, whether a person or a higher power, Lydia owes them more than falling short and giving up to make the other girl close the gap by herself.

"Lydia Martin," she calls back. "I'm Lydia. You're the first person I've seen in forever," she adds and maybe she sounds a little more relieved and grateful than she would like to, considering she has no idea who the girl is or what her motives could be; whether innocent need for companionship like Lydia or feigning it in order to steal Lydia's supplies. She wishes she could've kept that tone down so that she wasn't showing her cards so early but she can't help it. She's missed having someone around too much. If it's exhausting living in an apocalypse, it's a hell of a lot more exhausting trying to do it alone with no one to watch her back.