The memory of the conversation he'd had with Vee about 'that cute guy she wanted to bang' came back to him and he gave Phillip a look that clearly would have told the poor guy Jet was assessing him, if Jet hadn't aimed it at him right when he was distracted.

"I'm sorry, I know you're close, but don't worry too much about her. It's probably better she's back in the Capitol now, I think she'd gotten hurt pretty bad so a little reset was probably what she needed." That was the best he could offer.

He shrugged at the offer of supplies and glanced to the ax in his hand and the bag over his shoulder. "I'm pretty good, honestly, I've got a group to go back to. Do you have a weapon yet? I've got a few to spare."