Maxwell looked relieved, but even more proud when the boy stuck out his hand. Bayard was a fair man in the making... hopefully the Capitol would let him be.

"Agreed," he smiled, reaching out to meet Bayard's hand with his own, offering a warm, firm shake. Then, with a nod of formality, he released him and gestured to his cotton candy. "No go on, finish that up before I do mine and try for yours too."

He winked playfully and turned to fished his candy cotton out of the empty glass.