Morbid humour, all the Victors had it in spades. Effie wasn't sure it was very tasteful, but then again, she was used to it by now. "What do you mean?" she asked, hands on her hips, her expression hovering somewhere between confused and stern. "You have your tracker in and you're not in the Arena? What kind of mix up is this? And why am I here with you?" The information that they were 'nowhere near' the Capitol didn't tell her much - she assumed that meant that somehow they were close to the Arena that had been built for the Quarter Quell, but the tributes hadn't made it in.

Mostly, though, she was worried - if they hadn't made it in, and they had their tracker, the Capitol would come and take it all out on them. "Are- are you safe here?" she asked, suddenly, frowning.