Penelope felt her cheeks flush when the cute guy playing this game with her, shared his name.<br/><br/>“Jason.” She repeated, committing it to memory. His name was quite different than his username, which was probably smart in that online creepers would have a harder time figuring out who he was, in person. Of course, that was before this nightmarish scene, where the developers of the game forced everyone’s avatars to disintegrate, revealing their real life personas for everyone else in the game to observe.<br/><br/>She looked up at him just as he seemed to be gazing down at her, causing her flush to deepen. He was really cute. Even cuter than his avatar, mostly because he was taller than her in this form. He hugged her tightly again, acting as the silent support that she needed while her emotions continued to well up. After she shakily asked him what to do, she felt slightly more relieved to hear his calm voice.<br/><br/>He mentioned the blood red text on the sky, calling it an announcement of sorts. When she thought about it, that did make sense. She could only blink and gape at him when he said that the no death zone in the Capitol might not be a good thing. How could it not be a good thing to have a safe area? She frowned at the reminder about the trio from earlier and the morality filter warning at the start of the game.<br/><br/>“I forgot about that,” she admitted in a soft tone. Penelope took in his suggestions and glanced back to the Capitol. “I think that it’s worth looking into a place to stay at the Capitol. The fact that it’s the only place where no killing is allowed makes me think there are also places for us to stay and maybe get a decent night’s rest.” It was odd to think about sleeping in the game, but if there was no escaping the game… what other choice was there?<br/><br/>She regarded the forest surrounding the Capitol and seemed to clutch Jason a little tighter against her. “I’d prefer the city, I think. At least it’s well lit. We can see who’s around us. In the woods, I don’t like that we can’t really tell who may be around.” Penelope was starting to treat this like a survival scenario, whether she was meant to or not. His last comment about immortality registered a little differently, though.<br/><br/>“But it also said that there were consequences to death and respawning, right?” She shrugged. “Not that I know what that means.” A heavy, shaky sigh left her. “But I guess it’s because of that, that it said it was unwise to throw your life away.” She reached up with one of her hands to pinch her nose, her face wincing and contorting at the realization that she next spoke. “Maybe no place is really, truly safe.”