Even if Sigma had been struck, he would have given Roland the benefit of the doubt. He watches the rock roll away harmlessly and smiles in relief - before Roland takes out the last of his aggression on another jay and Sigma flinches reflexively. If Sigma had not gotten a true taste of Roland's skill in the Arena during the Puzzle Room, he was certainly getting one now.
He had learned that most Tributes hated to be pitied, but Sigma feels sorry for Roland. The Gamemakers were a mean lot and had even managed to rile up the quiet, cautious Roland. "...I doubt we would be rid of them for long, no. But would say there is a point," he shrugs, "if it makes you feel better." Sigma offers a small smile in spite of things. "I rather despise these things, myself. They have been following me all damn day and I am ready for some peace and quiet. Would you like some assistance?" Sigma gestures to his knives, sheathed on the side of his backpack.
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He had learned that most Tributes hated to be pitied, but Sigma feels sorry for Roland. The Gamemakers were a mean lot and had even managed to rile up the quiet, cautious Roland. "...I doubt we would be rid of them for long, no. But would say there is a point," he shrugs, "if it makes you feel better." Sigma offers a small smile in spite of things. "I rather despise these things, myself. They have been following me all damn day and I am ready for some peace and quiet. Would you like some assistance?" Sigma gestures to his knives, sheathed on the side of his backpack.