"Don't be sorry for me, be sorry for him. I got plenty of tail out here, but I doubt he gets much of the no-pants-dance in there." Princess matters aside, it would be weird. Maybe she's been keeping her distance out of respect for what looks like a budding relationship, maybe that's just the excuse she's using to avoid him for her own drama.

"Yeah." Jolie snorts. "McDreamy. That's the one." The stupidly tall, sexy voiced, tattoo covered one that goes against all of the criteria she's set for dating lately. At the question, she rolls her eyes dramatically and narrows them incredulously. "Gurrrl, he's not into me. Even if he was, it'd be awkward as hell. Tributes from other districts are one thing- sleeping with a teammate? No ma'am." She shakes her head, as if talking herself out of it too. "It'd all go to shit."