It wasn't an Arena that Nill had lasted a great deal of time in unfortunately. Done in by a spider bite of all things. The bite, of course, had been the first day, and after that it took a good week to actually kill her, which wasn't pleasant for anyone to watch. Except maybe the people in the Capitol. If she wasn't carefully to keep her thoughts from straying she could still smell her own rotting flesh.

But that's neither here or there. She's out of the Arena, and the Initiate is still in, along with most of the other people she spends time with. Linden is on another bender, and in the process of sleeping off his latest not-quite-overdose. Nill has been left to her own devices to find something to spend her time on, and though she doesn't exactly know this version of Kurloz terribly well, he hasn't really proven unpleasant before.

Nill returns his wide smile with a small, more awkward one of her own, before gesturing towards one of the screens. He's really enjoying this, isn't he? Then again the Initiate had seemed sort of pleased about it too. She hoped it didn't leave him more distraught than the norm after it was over.