Joan and Emily had sat across from each other on the train.<br/><br/>Joan looks stoic, and more than a little sullen, but Emily looks outright terrified.<br/><br/>"hey kid." Joan says at last.<br/><br/>Emily flinches when she looks up at the older woman, who is slouching.<br/><br/>"Relax. We're stuck in it now."<br/><br/>"Wh-what am I supposed to DO?" Emily asks, her voice cracking.<br/><br/>"Your best. Figure out what you can do, and give em a show. S'all any of us can do now." Joan hadn't even opened her eyes at this point, but she did at last. "Stress won't help you do any better."<br/><br/>00000000000000000000000000000000<br/><br/>Emily didn't stay right next to Joan when they stepped off, but she did try to keep the strange woman in view. Apparently, Joan had a soft spot for her, but didn't want the rest of the tributes, or the sponsors, to know about it just yet. Sadly, Emily wasn't good at hiding it.<br/><br/>The blonde girl was horrified to learn they'd be EATING live Anthro mice whole. "W-will the mice be reformed?" she asks in a quavering voice.<br/><br/>Joan looked disgusted, but more with the suits. "My god, this really is a gameshow, isn't it? Skin-tight outfits? My god..." Joan ran her hand thru her hair and wrinkled her nose. "At least tell me I can keep my Jacket..."<br/><br/>(Approach as you see fit. I'll leave my monsters for a bit later.)