This kid wasn't a native, that much was obvious by his appearance and mannerisms. Despite not really having seen many of the other tributes in the arena, he didn't recognize the guy as a tribute who had been in there with him. Tate looked over his shoulder at Kevin after he spoke, not moving to actually face him.

"Yeah until that fucking cunt pushed me off that waterfall." He growled. "If we all come back here, I'll just get her then." He smirks, not caring that he's confiding this in a complete stranger. "And she'll just be crying."