"Sure as shit," she confirms, glancing down at the packet of cigarettes. Back in One, she didn't smoke, as a rule. Districters weren't afforded the same kinds of medical miracles given to Capitolites. But here, where they can bring back a man from the dead, she can have a cigarette without feeling like her lungs are corroding. So Ransom accepts, pulling one out of the packet with a nod of thanks.

"Lighter?" She pauses on the question, pondering the best way to answer. "Yes and no," she says eventually. "It's better, obviously, that nobody dies now. That Districter kids aren't dying. But it loses its meaning after the first couple of times, one would think."