Twelve

[pelagically]

Tavros, when you're feeling better, I have a proposition for you.

I suppose I could offer it to everyone else, but I'm in a trust no one state of mind at the moment.

Markers is a little too familiar.

Comments

[pelagically]

Sometimes I ask myself the same thing! We're friends. I won't hurt you, I promise.

[johannamason]

My future is really bad, isn't it? How else would I know you.

[pelagically]

It could be worse.

[johannamason]

What's worse than being on first name basis with one of the old victors??

[pelagically]

Dying. Don't worry, you'll be fine. You're good at what you do.

[johannamason]

Great, except I don't do anything. I'm like a waste of space nursemaid with no life.

[pelagically]

You won't be for very long.

[johannamason]

I'm not stupid, I get what this means. There's no Games here but I have to fight, don't I?

[pelagically]

I don't know how much I should tell you, Johanna. I'm sorry.

[johannamason]

That's a hell of a time to withhold information.

[pelagically]

Just try not to think about it while you're here. It'll all work out.

[johannamason]

You said something about a boat?

[pelagically]

I did. You in?

[johannamason]

As long as you don't try to drown me. Seems like a victor thing to do.

[pelagically]

I would never.

[johannamason]

You can't blame me for suggesting it, even if you are sorta old news.

[pelagically]

I'm old news, huh? Since when?

[johannamason]

Since 3 more people won the Games?

[pelagically]

Ouch. And here I thought I was always the golden boy.

[johannamason]

Times change. Let's go sailing.