Emily's made sure to keep their Tributes out of the suite, ushering them out quietly when they left their rooms and chasing them away when they wandered back, instructing them that if they had enough time to come and hang around up here then they had the time to go downstairs and put in some training - just because they were out of this Arena, it only meant that they had more time to prepare for the next one. She feels a little draconian, and worries that she'll damage the rapport she's building up with some of them, but if it's a choice between that and having them disturb Jason and have them all face his ire, herself included, she'd gladly take the former.

She shuts herself in the Mentor's suite and makes phone calls, going through the list of business cards to get sponsors for Nick, feeling that she's at the point where she'd accept almost any condition to get aid for the last remaining District Seven Tribute. She periodically pokes her head out the door to check on Jason, and after a while she sends an Avox for a cold glass of water and some analgesia.

"Here, take these. You feeling any better?"