Victory, to be honest, isn't even on Cecil's mind. He has no supplies whatsoever - he'd run away from the Cornucopia as quickly as his legs would take him, and was in the bowels of the ship when the first great shock came.

When he sees Albert, his first instinct will be to cower. He's weaponless, and he knows it; moreover, he's an Avox, and though he's also a Tribute, the idea of lifting a hand against another Tribute is almost more terrifying to him than death. His strategy is simple: If he doesn't present himself as a threat, maybe he'll be allowed to live. Or, maybe he'll be allowed to die quickly.

At this point, crouched in a corner with seawater sloshing around his feet and his hands over his head, his entire body a wince, he'll take either option.