"That was perfection!" Sierra squeals, warmly pulling me in for a hug. I then pull back. "I agree," Hark smile. I smile back at him. "Nice voice honey." Finnick remarks. I smile at him too. "Nabil Colin!" Caesar calls. I watch the cameras, Nabil sitting down in the chair next to Caesar. "Your District partner, Zaryiah. She put on quite a show for her interview." Caesar says. 'Yeah I did.' I think to myself. 'Cry about it." "Ah, yes," Nabil says, as if siding with the Capital. "What's he doing?" I say, quietly at first. "What's he doing?" my voice rises a bit. "The opposite of what you did," Finnick says, as if he's impressed. "How could he side with our enemies?" I say angrily. "Just... let him be him." Hark says, staring at the camera. "What about you, Nabil?" Caesar asks. "What's your perspective on these games?" "I'm petrified, of course," Nabil sighs. "But it's not like a song or holograms are gonna change anything. I learned that after my private training session." 'Yeah well giving up isn't going to either.' I think angrily to myself. "Well, you're not very rebellious, are you?" Caesar laughs. "Well I have a question for you." "Fire away!" Nabil says with enthusiasm. "If you were to pick one ally besides the other Careers in the Games, who would it be?" Caesar asks. "Hmm..." Nabil thinks. "I think... District 10 male. He got a training score of 9." Suddenly, a buzzer quickly plays in the background. "That didn't go off for me," I whisper. "That's 'cause you left when you weren't supposed to." Hark says, proud of my rebellious actions. "Well, I would love to keep talking," Caesar sighs. "But I'm afraid our time together has concluded. May the odds be ever in your favor." "Thank you," Nabil says sweetly. And as soon as he walks out of that stage, I stomp to him in anger.
