Rye shook his head, thinking, buying time.<br/><br/>"Emery, I liked Eden. Respected him. He was one of those guys who thought a lot, a dreamer, I guess you would call it. But he was smart, He figured out stuff when all I wanted to do was punch it in the face or run from it. The spiders venom did this to him. The sponsors sent him some medicine, but he wouldn't take it when I was here. Maybe it was too little too late. I dunno, But I..."<br/><br/>Rye broke off confused and feeling like a complete jerk.<br/><br/>"Do you think he can  recover from this? Quick enough and well enough to survive the rest of these games?"<br/><br/>Rye stared at the disfigured, contorted blackened face, blinking back tears.<br/><br/>"Would giving water be merciful or would slitting his throat?"