Momoko paused in her own movements as the man stopped and simply stared. What was he waiting for? He didn't look the type to believe her as a threat, so she doubted he was frightened. Although certainly some of the Tributes were more than they appeared, so maybe she could bluff her way through this encounter after all?

He had a knife--or something with a handle, anyway, looked short enough to be called a knife from this distance, but she took a chance and started forward again anyway, making sure not to show any fear. She could probably outrun him, at least for long enough to get to cover, if things went badly but at this point she needed to start either making allies again or at least a reputation.

If nothing else, death by stabbing was probably a better way to go than suffocation alone in the dark.