Her answer didn't help him figure out where she was from. He listened and lost his smile as she explained life there. The government in Panem sounded like a pretty shitty dictatorship. At least she had it better than most. "Damn," he uttered with empathy. Trip had no idea what to follow up with after that. He almost wished Cash would ask him a question.

"I've been to places with similar governments. Definitely not what I'm used to. You mind me asking how the districts are decided?" He found himself looking at her with different eyes. She hadn't appeared initially like someone who'd been deprived from more than food thanks to whatever was going on with the strange hotel. Cashmere was beautiful and quick on her feet based on what he'd seen.