Stephen, as surreptitiously as he could, checked his wrist and was dismayed to find a red mark blooming on the skin. He winced again, reassessing the situation.

As a Capitol citizen, he enjoyed a certain amount of privileges when it came to Tributes. One of those was that if a Tribute attacked him, that Tribute would be punished harshly. Stephen thought of Penny, and of what had happened to Guy, and his lips press into a thin line.

No, it was better to keep the Peacekeepers away from here. If they saw the mark on Stephen's wrist, they might conclude that Kevin had put it there, and that was a situation Stephen didn't want.

So, he stood, unsure if Kevin should be left alone, but certain that Kevin would be better off without him, and cancelled his call for Peacekeepers.

"Right," he said. "I can see that. Just -- try to stay out of trouble, all right? I'll see you back at the Tribute center."

On his way out, Stephen would pull the bartender aside, slip him a hundred assi, and ask him to make sure Kevin was taken care of.