Atticus is actually pretty used to being stuck indoors for prolonged periods of time. Usually, though, it's by choice. (Or necessity. He's had some concert preps that felt like they lasted for days.)

He's not entirely sure he likes being stuck here with no other options. He's learning, though, that there's not a lot he can do about things like that.

New tributes seem to come and go quite often--he certainly doesn't know everybody representing District One by more than sight--but the man at the door is definitely new-ish, so he puts on a friendly smile and gives him a wave.

They're all in the same boat, after all. Mostly.