"I can," she murmurs in response, concentrating on keeping the pace. She might not feel what he's feeling, but the sensations he elicits in her are incredible. Just as, she imagines. Maybe even more so. He fills her completely and every movement, every undulation makes her hunger for more. Another stroke, another touch, another kiss. More and more and more. Whether they see the fireworks tonight or not doesn't matter. She's convinced that she's feeling them now. Here. "I can feel you, Peeta. It's amazing. You're amazing."