Daniel raised an eyebrow at the little stumble, but said nothing of it. Eva seems like a smart person, and not prone to rambling on without thought, so making that kind of mistake didn't seem her thing. He hoped he got the message right; that she had to act like them, act like she supported the Hunger Games or at least, was willing to stay out of the Capitol's way and play nice, but she wasn't one of them.
Frankly, Daniel didn't know why anyone would expect a Victor to happily support the games at all or the government that put them through that experience.
Did he have an ally? Daniel wanted to believe he did, but things weren't so simple. He'd only just met Eva and she seemed unwilling to risk more than she had already. The most he could hope to expect from her was maybe a little more of an open view on the Hunger Games and maybe how to survive them.
He shook her a hand, a clean shake. Daniel was careful not to squeeze too hard; she'd had plenty of chance to do that to her fingers on that belt of hers. "Maybe they're not worried about their chances." He released her hand. "I'm supposed to be District 10's tribute. Are we allowed to even talk to other District's mentors?"
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Frankly, Daniel didn't know why anyone would expect a Victor to happily support the games at all or the government that put them through that experience.
Did he have an ally? Daniel wanted to believe he did, but things weren't so simple. He'd only just met Eva and she seemed unwilling to risk more than she had already. The most he could hope to expect from her was maybe a little more of an open view on the Hunger Games and maybe how to survive them.
He shook her a hand, a clean shake. Daniel was careful not to squeeze too hard; she'd had plenty of chance to do that to her fingers on that belt of hers. "Maybe they're not worried about their chances." He released her hand. "I'm supposed to be District 10's tribute. Are we allowed to even talk to other District's mentors?"