"...Allow me," Cecil says, gently brushing her hand aside to flip between Tributes with a flick of his fingers. Barbara's reputation is structured almost entirely around her victory - he wonders if that particular Arena had, perhaps, lent itself well to the strategies of a... a slower Tribute.

"As for my job..." He's still excited to get to talk about this, still likes the way the words sound as he speaks them-- "I am the host of a soon-to-air radio program, and any news that involves Tributes - their thoughts, their actions, their allegiances; past, present, and future - is of great interest to me." His grin includes her in this - she's a past Tribute, after all! The Arena defines her, in Cecil's mind, every bit as much as any of the contestants on the screen between them. ...Which is still on District 9's feet. "Your thoughts, as well-- in fact, if you just. Want to tell me your thoughts, that... that would be fine."