@ohcaashmere He had expected mentoring to be hard, if Haymitch was any indication, but this was just short of torturous. Peeta sat down in the lobby, watching on the screen as his tribute, who had managed to last the first week, was slaughtered by a blonde haired, dark eyed Career girl who had been killing at least one tribute a day and painting her face with the blood of her victims. Scuffing and looking away, Peeta couldn't stand to see his tribute choke on her blood as the Career drew lines down her face and neck. But as the people around talked, he felt the presence of another Victor, tall, blonde, and just as vicious. Sighing slightly, Peeta kept his head down as he spoke quietly to Cashmere. "Congrats on your tribute," he muttered, as he took a small sip of his drink.