"Well...yes." She finished the beer and set the bottle down. "The Capitol is far from everything, really. Well-protected. And the Arena..."

Wait....what was she doing? Of course they wanted the Moose for the Arena. This man had valiantly rescued one of her lesser diamond rings in order to buy her a beverage. Could she really sacrifice him to that destiny? She didn't know him at all.

"...is very nice," she finished lamely. "Very...up-to-date."