"There are little bubbles here and there or so it seems. They can't come into the tower very far, correct?" Of course that could make the tower more of a prison than a safe space, but. She's trying find positives, pushing past her natural cynicism.

She nods, digesting Mindy's words as she thinks it over. "Does anyone know where they go? Are they sent back or do they die permanently?" Straight to the point no dancing about death with this girl.

"Yes, it seems you only need a few weeks to get the gist of how it is in the arena." she murmurs and she slides from her stool with grace, searching the cupboards. "It seems the real games are out in here, in earning the people's favour like you said."

"Do you drink tea," she adds, as if it's an afterthought, having found a teapot and some teabags, Rose moving to find a kettle.