Mmm, there it is, yep, he hadn't told her. He does have some other, more faded scars now, but none are from his death. After all, one doesn't exactly get "scars" from being eaten alive and then blown to bits. It must have been more of a full body reconstruction sort of deal.

"Yes, you got it." So observant! "My role was mainly to protect the girl who was the face of the rebellion. We were on our way to the Capitol at the height of the war, with a secret mission to kill the President. But they'd designed all these very... Creative death traps to film and make sport of our deaths, and... Anyway, I never made it to the Capitol. I know that I got everyone else out of the trap before I died, though."

Suddenly, he wonders if there were cameras in the sewers, whether his death was broadcasted. Whether Annie saw it, or if she just heard about it later. A microexpression of something like concern or regret crosses his features for just a moment.