Leonidas cracked his neck and grabbed the nearest snack he could. God he hated these sorts of events, with the Capitolites talking about the Games as if it were so easy to manage otherworldly Tributes. No, no it wasn't as Cora found out in his first three weeks on the job. He had to keep track of the dead and cart them off to a specialized therapist, make sure they had the best odds of bringing the glory to District 2.

He watched the strange woman waltzed into the room and stand there. She didn't look like the typical fan, she looked ethereal in that gown of hers. Leo thought he recognized her, maybe her eyes or that striking face but he was sure he'd seen her before. For now, he left his plate with an Avox and headed towards.

"Miss, you're blocking the others' view of the Games. Come with me," Leo offered with a gentle tap to her shoulders.