His tributes are already dead. The first one didn't make it past the bloodbath, the second lost her life today. He's already nursing his own drink by the time Jyn comes over, and he hadn't missed her approach; hyper-vigilance is his constant existence.
A small part he does not take for granted is even though their stylists attack them daily in the Capitol, they're not meant to be flashy, they're not meant to take attention away from the current Tributes. It means there's only small splashes of gel to keep his hair artfully in place.
He's heard rumors of what happened to her family in Seven, but it's always just rumors, and it's always dangerous to talk about. He doesn't answer her at first, taking another sip of his drink while he just watches her flopped over on the couch.
"No."
He never hated her, not really. He's angry all the time and it had cut right through him to hear about her father, but it's not like she personally put him through the experience. He doesn't hate her, specifically, but their very brief encounter back in his District had still been charged.
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A small part he does not take for granted is even though their stylists attack them daily in the Capitol, they're not meant to be flashy, they're not meant to take attention away from the current Tributes. It means there's only small splashes of gel to keep his hair artfully in place.
He's heard rumors of what happened to her family in Seven, but it's always just rumors, and it's always dangerous to talk about. He doesn't answer her at first, taking another sip of his drink while he just watches her flopped over on the couch.
"No."
He never hated her, not really. He's angry all the time and it had cut right through him to hear about her father, but it's not like she personally put him through the experience. He doesn't hate her, specifically, but their very brief encounter back in his District had still been charged.