He nodded. What else was there to say to that? It was all any of them could do- though quite obviously, each of the Tributes had very different ideas of duty.

They paced on through the sand towards the mountain, silence settling down on them like a blanket. He kept his eyes busy, scanning the desert for movement as they walked- so at first, John wasn't sure if it was his eyes failing on him, but the sky was darkening, far too quickly. He glanced over, checking to see if Maximus had noticed.