"You wouldn't believe how much people are willing to do when it comes to protecting a little girl." She shrugged as she went over to stand in front of a suit of armor kind of guy? There were a few things that could possibly work, but... need to keep looking.

"That's a good Gretel to play. Stick the bitch before she tries to eat you, and then eat all you want without harm." But back home... Gretel was dead. They could use another Gretel, everywhere could. "Always choose the path that's easiest after you've cleared everything out to make it an easy path." Cindy just grinned, looking back at her young friend (and she did think they could be good friends).

"Please, too young for champagne? That's what they give kids in France, before they can get the better wine that they tend to have." She kept walking and then stopped in front of a beautiful display of ancient weapons and armor. "Okay, you'll be double oh six, and I'll be double oh seven. Six and Seven, our new codename in the arena. For whatever happens." She put a hand out, feeling the hard ridges of the armor plate under her fingers.

"But you're going to win the games for your own reasons that have nothing to do with getting the hell out of a place where you're going to die over and over again?"