Her involvement in all that thanks to Eliot wouldn't have surprised her; time and again, she found herself growing considerably more concerned about what exactly the man was playing at. Sometimes he had good ideas, sometimes he didn't. Sometimes he was single-minded.

He reminded her of Cobb. And not necessarily in a good way.

All she knew was she'd be keeping an eye on those inside, making sure they had Sponsors when they needed them. Even if the others in her District protested.

"Spicy candy corn? I've never heard of that." She'd avoid it. "I haven't had any of it yet. I've been shuttled around too much for that, up until now."