"It's not morbid, it's business." He spouts it out as thoughtlessly as he would a company slogan, with little regard for the gravity of the words.

He shrugs, almost laughing. "And I suppose that's just as good, huh? Life can be a livin' hell if nobody's willin' to be seen with you and your sorry reputation." It happens sometimes. A guy too connected will just be killed, but a tangential associate might merely be tainted for life and forced to walk alone. He doesn't get the charity of a quick death.

He wonders if there are other ways for them to get fired, though; what if their Tributes don't do well? Does that mean anything?

He hopes not. He doesn't want that pressure, even if he feels conflicted about that thought.