"Oh, I quite agree," Cecil says, without a glance at Hans. His eyes are on the tablet he's laid down on the table beside him, where Carlos creeps across this screen-- his outline perfect in the dim light of the Arena. He wonders briefly what Carlos would look like, crowned Victor. What could any design possibly improve?

He tears his eyes from the screen. "Sooo-- who are you betting on?" he asks, with a knowing lift of his eyebrows. Stylists know Tributes; in his experience, their bets are worth taking into consideration. And a Head Stylist's opinion isn't just conversation-- it's news. "Leaning toward someone from your own District? ...Or is it more about the visuals?"