"You did," she concedes, but it only seems to do so much for her faith in the words. Even so, she steps out into the open, knife still held carefully in her hands, more in a position for defending a sudden attack than instituting one. For now.
She still has her helmet with her, but it's held in the other hand, with rope in it and what looks like a box from the cornucopia, if he got a good enough look to recognize it. She steps closer, but stays outside of the reach of his arms. Nill has confidence in her speed, and with that suit on there was no way he could actually get his hands on her so long as she wasn't dumb about it.
"If you keep your suit on someone will catch you. It's too heavy."
Not that keeping it couldn't have merits, but it wasn't worth it in the short-term. And while suspicious of Rumlow, she doesn't know enough about him or Steve to care about what he did or know what it entailed. She liked him.
It's too early in the Arena for her to have figured out that none of the tributes are receiving any help from their mentors and sponsors. She hopes Linden is paying attention if he's sober. (If he's alive.)
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She still has her helmet with her, but it's held in the other hand, with rope in it and what looks like a box from the cornucopia, if he got a good enough look to recognize it. She steps closer, but stays outside of the reach of his arms. Nill has confidence in her speed, and with that suit on there was no way he could actually get his hands on her so long as she wasn't dumb about it.
"If you keep your suit on someone will catch you. It's too heavy."
Not that keeping it couldn't have merits, but it wasn't worth it in the short-term. And while suspicious of Rumlow, she doesn't know enough about him or Steve to care about what he did or know what it entailed. She liked him.
It's too early in the Arena for her to have figured out that none of the tributes are receiving any help from their mentors and sponsors. She hopes Linden is paying attention if he's sober. (If he's alive.)