Austin pushed a leaf back, seeing a girl below him. What was her name again? Rachel? Rue? No, Ray. He sighed, watching her from the branch. The boy gripped his knife, ready to throw it if needed. Austin narrowed his eyes, backing up but still managing to get a view of the girl under him. I'm not a Career, I'm not a killer. What am I doing, then? He shook his head, dissmissing the thought. He wouldn't attack. But if she attacked him, he'd do self defense. Phase two of the Games.