"What weapons would you prefer?" Tim said conversationally. Yes, he was digging for information on other tributes, but he wasn't trying to be surreptitious about it. There was no point, if he talking with another professional. Besides, Tim was willing to offer information in trade. Anyone that used the training facility would eventually find him there working out. "I'm partial to a good bo-staff, myself, or thrown, bladed weapons like shuriken. They're custom jobs, and I don't expect to find anything like that here."

Tim was lucky, as far as back-up was concerned. He had had Bruce and Stephanie, with the comforting knowledge that Diana was out there somewhere as well. Barbara might not have trusted him if she wasn't aware of him. But it was better than a freakish monster. "I'm... not really cold-blooded."

By which he means that his exit from the Arena, if Chris saw it, was an aberration. Tim can't bring himself to say that he's not a killer. Not right now. "Is he safe? The monster? R was fairly safe."