"I suppose few of us brought into this are, at that." Joly found himself musing. He knew that he certainly was not in this to emerge as the victor of anything. He suspected that, should it ever happen, it would be through a circumstance like those his friend had faced, luck and circumstances. He did not quite think that he could LIKE becoming a victor in the end. Sitting aside and watching something like this? It had to be far worse for many. Was that not, as Courfeyrac had explained, part of the purpose of the punishment for what had happened?

Odd, though, that here, they went ahead and seemed, really to enjoy these things. Though the Capitol he heard about was different, surely humanity was humanity in the end? He would have thought it once, at least.

As far as that went, well. THAT Was something he could certainly speak to. "We did joke amongst ourselves he did not know what women were beyond some abstract image. It certainly always seemed true."