"Well, god knows I'm at the Tribute Center often enough these days. The way my mother goes on about it, you'd think I'd moved out." Not that he can or would; at this point it almost feels like a battle of wills, him unwilling to yield and leave the land he grew up on just to get away from the feeling of being constantly suffocated on a motherly love that's actually poison.

"I'll drop by at maybe noon this Tuesday, if that isn't when you take your lunch break. Usually I have the Tributes out of my hands and into either the gym or Stig's workroom by that hour." He glances over Jolie's shoulder at Calendius Rey, flashing that smile at some other partygoer. "I know I'm not going to be making bodybuilders out of any of them, but it would help if they could all run a lap around the building without collapsing."

[OOC: would you actually be up to threading something like that out, especially after the Caroline texts heat up?]