Her perfectly shaped eyebrows arch questioningly, a slight smirk tugging at her lips. "You want me to spill my secrets?" That was pretty forward of him An interesting strategy, really. But it wasn't like she had many secrets about her Tributes anymore. They'd all been tested in the Arenas. It was just a matter of determining who could perform under what circumstances.
"The women," she says at last, shrugging. "Natasha, Cassandra, Tess. Any of the three could win it. They're all contenders."
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"The women," she says at last, shrugging. "Natasha, Cassandra, Tess. Any of the three could win it. They're all contenders."