It didn't take long for someone to break the thick silence that was found on the train car as it sped through the countryside towards the capital. Beetee stood up, adjusting his glasses as he cleared his throat and went to stood at the table where both Collen and Freya poked at their food as if it were filled with poison. "Hello, my name is Beetee Latier and this is Wiress-" "Just Wiress." she interrupted rather timidly before returning to her silence. "Yes.. and we'll be your mentors for the upcoming Hunger Games." Beetee offered a bit of a smile but even he couldn't make it seem genuine as he lifted a remote and turned on the largest TV in the train car.<br/><br/>"We are going to have a very busy week ahead of us, there is a lot we need to prepare you for what you may find in the arena but first and foremost the best way to start is to get to know both of you, discover your strengths as well as inform you who you both will be going up against." Collen glanced over at the TV screen silently as he saw the live feed of District 9's reaping. Turning his eyes away as he watched a blonde girl being forced upon the stage kicking and screaming in terror. His eyes turning to Beetee who seemed empty as he watched the feed silently for a moment before continuing.<br/><br/>"I know neither of you likely have had knowledge in the way of fighting or weapons, not many do in this district, which has always been an issue but everyone has something they do well. Would either of you like to tell us a bit about yourself? So that we may go ahead and figure out what is best for you to practice during training until the Reapings are over." His eyes turning to both Collen and Freya but they both sat silent. Freya didn't even seem to be listening, her head tilted down as Collen saw little tears falling from her face upon the oranges she was attempting to eat.<br/><br/>"I work in the transport sector, only loading and unloading trucks my whole life," Collen said, giving Freya a little time to gather herself. "I'm strong, physically, that's really all I have going for me. I can move heavy loads but I can't see how that is going to help me in the arena." He finished and Beetee wasted no time at all, turning to look at him directly as he spoke. Wiress moving over to Freya to say something softly to her. "It's better than nothing, there will be times in the arena where you have no weapons and you'll need your strength to stay alive. Your best course of action in training is to focus on strength training, get a feeling for all the weapons as you won't have much of a choice in a weapon in the arena as well as training on how to survive. It's important to know what you can and cannot eat."<br/><br/>As soon as Beetee had finished his sentence the young Freya broke out into bursts of sobs at whatever Wiress was saying and spoke loudly through a shaky tone. "H-How am I s-suppose to kill someone? I-I've worked in as-as-assembly my whole life. P-putting together s-stupid electronics. I've ne-never even looked at s-someone crossly a-and now I'm e-expected to kill someone." Her fists slamming down on the table in anger and complete confusion and Collen couldn't blame her. Beetee moving over towards her and Wiress but before he could get close she stood up and rushed away from the table and into the bathroom nearby.<br/><br/>Collen watched silently with a bit of a pale expression, partially because he realized he wasn't much different from here, and partially because he watched Wiress, Beetee and even the escort man do nothing. Instead, they all looked in the direction she had fled too as if that girl was already dead, and that scared Collen.