"No...not ours, or any others."

Because while they were supposed to be slaughtering those around them, it was difficult to think of their fellow tributes as anything but people suffering the same fate as themselves. Still, she gave a faint sigh. One cat down, how many others left? Or other forms of monsters?

"A pity- for us, not for her own well being- that Harding has not appeared. The lay of the land shifts far too quickly."