He doesn't. Jet's screams remind him that even as absolutely certain he is that this is a trap, he doesn't know that it's not Riley or that it's not Jet or that it wasn't Hilda or Natalie or Jet's actual parents in the Capitol and even Sam saying his name doesn't spark him to movement. He barely even registers Sam saying his name, his all too good hearing focused on the voices from deep in the caves.

"It's still a trap," he mutters even as he takes out his knife and pulls away from Sam, starting deeper into the caves with purpose.

It's a trap, but if Jet is caught in it, there's no other option.