Barbara was wondering if she couldn't climb the branches. The Capitol would probably put trips on it, though - or poisonous needles... No. Nothing, not even Christmas, was secure in this place. No more than, say, death or life or...

She wondered if the lights weren't rigged to explode. But then, maybe they'd be scared of the citizens getting hurt. Or something. Everything in this place seemed to be booby trapped.


Much like Harley. "Hey."