Daniel took another sip, looking out on the weapons here. They were all elegant and spartan, as if the Capitol had gone through so many rounds of weapon making that they'd boiled it down to a science. No guns in the arena probably. Made sense, unfortunately. It was sick how the choice depended on whether it made for entertaining TV or not.

"...You grew up watching this? As a kid?" Daniel sounded ill. The water might as well have been ash in his mouth. A glance back showed Eva almost doing a girlish twirl in the judge's chair. He waved off the offer for the imported water. How the hell could he enjoy any of what the Capitol had to offer? Make the best of it?

Warning taken on the lack of privacy. The walls really did have ears. "So if I have friends who end up in the other Districts..." if Jack, or Teal'c or Sam had the bad luck to end up here too. "... I'm allowed to see them. Good to know. I wasn't planning on barging in on anyone else."

He set the unfinished water down, palms either slick from the condensation or clammy. "And you. Do you still watch the Hunger Games?"