<div class="floatleft">(http://images.wikia.com/dragonball/images/4/44/Olivia_Wilde_-_my_heroine.jpg)</div><strong>Who:</strong>Rybbon Latimer, mentor<br/><strong>With:</strong>Garrett Wylder, Caligus Occisus<br/><strong>Where:</strong>backstage at the table<br/><br/>Leaning to assure Garrett that “You look real now,” she smiled softly, wondering if that was what he meant to present. Her eyes leapt back to Caligus upon hearing his comment about intentions and impressions. She took the last grape from her plate and ate it slowly as the man rose, bidding a farewell. She nodded, turning to Garrett once more.<br/><br/>“You don’t have to be in training until 10, but you can bet that many of the tributes and sponsors are already there. I don’t want to see you uncomfortable with having overeaten. Will you take care of yourself?” The question meant so much more than the simple words it took to utter it. She watched him carefully, working all her senses (aha! He was the source of that floral aroma somehow.) to delve into whether he’d be a contender for the Arena or plan and control his own demise for the sake of dignity. He’d put on a convincing show so far of distracted nonsense – she’d be hard pressed to assume him a sudden likelihood of winning.<br/>