Though Haymitch is almost a couple decades older than when he last saw her, he doesn't much look it - there's some loss of muscle (he is steadfastly refusing to exercise, and a diet of alcohol and more alcohol doesn't exactly help keeping body and soul together), a sense of tiredness instead of rage. Other than that, the stylists have done a good job preserving their Victor against the ravages of time.

He blinks at her, clearly trying to figure out why there's a sense of familiarity.

"... I should know you."