Astrid rolled her eyes, and she spoke,"I have enough..." She spoke,"Were you chosen in the Games, and not stepped up to save a family member from the Games?" She was thinking of small Alexander, of all of her brothers and sisters... The viewers back home were clearly seeing an alliance between them, though this alliance was a deal, a deal made to protect the other. Breaking promises on the River Styx was never a smart thing. She stretched, and was worried about her family, about what would happen if she was killed... She made a signal for him to shut up, sensing that they were being watched, despite their excellent cover. She did a four note tune, the tune that mockingjays liked. A higher pitched voice answered, and a small child, couldn't be older than 12, quickly appeared. Astrid spoke,"Who are you, little one, and which district are you from?" The little girl had dark hair, very pale skin, and eyes as dark as her hair. Something about her made Astrid feel uneasy, but there was something about the little girl's smile that made her relax. She spoke,"Evangeline di Angelo, District 11!" Astrid smiled, and spoke,"Little girl of the angels..." The smile on the child widened even more, and she spoke,"I followed you two. You make lots of noise." Astrid smiled, and spoke,"I am Astrid Books, District 4! Lorin, introduce yourself!" Astrid held out her hand, a sign of peace, that she meant no harm. She spoke in Latin,"Qui sunt parentes tui?" The little girl looked blankly at her, and Astrid switched to Greek,"Poioi eínai oi goneís sou?" The girl responded,"My Mother is Isabelle di Angelo. My Father is Hades, Lord of the Dead."