Venus feels a twinge when she remembers that Courfeyrac will be heading into the Arena in less than a week too. While it's been one of the other reasons she's been concerned about Enjolras' state of mind, it momentarily slipped her mind, and comes back full force. Courfeyrac will, of course, be safe by her, but that makes no guarantees from the other Tributes.

"That should be safe enough, but I'd like that."

That's when the first fireworks go off. In the Capitol, this display would be outright bland, although it's still better than anything Venus has seen from her time period. Beneath the pops and smoke the explosions make the shapes of radiating suns, of trees of red lights weeping down like willows.

Venus shivers a bit, in spite of her coat.