"I-" But he's right. I lied to him, and I don't have a defense. And even trying to excuse myself would be despicable in its own right. Somewhere along the line I had made the decision - a rash, impulsive decision that I now regret. It was selfish, and I know it, but Peeta was stable in a place where nothing else was and I-

Apologizing doesn't seem like it would be enough. What could I possibly say? There isn't anything. So I confirm his suspicions and wait for the inevitable backlash. "Yes."