I couldn't even kill Snow. One promise, one request, and I failed. It isn't like Johanna asked me for much. Everything. Nothing.
That's all Johanna has. Nothing.
She's bitter. Angry. I know she hates me. I don't care. I don't. Everything she's done to - for - me has been for the rebellion, not me.
I think maybe I understand her better than anyone. She and I are alike. That's how I know she almost kissed me. I think - hope - she knows I wanted her to.
I hear she's with Annie. That's good. Annie's better for Johanna than I could ever be.