[He had intended to deviate topic from his ownself, particularly when his ownself's quarry now rest with Gamzee, a topic he can henceforth avoid at all costs now that it no longer has any relevance to her. Not to mention, he misses his matesprit and likes knowing her going on's.

But now she's really excited and this... this is exactly the sort of thing he means, that rush and longing to meet. And worst of all now is that he has to disappoint her. He shakes his head.]

Sorry, sister. She ain't of Panem. She's an iteration alternate like whereas all motherfuckers from all the fuck over got playing that game of ours. Different Neophyte what's knowing different me. Few other players what's being up in the hivecluster here, Bertie, Waspfire... I got talking at to her once before. It was some fucking dream what I was thinking between here and the Capitol, but I only got learning her to be up in Midnight that last time the walls was down.