Venus pulls a most impressed face at Guy, then gestures down the way. She certainly hadn't remembered all the items; she just knew there would be one for each District, and assumed she'd be able to figure it out from there. Planning ahead has never really been her strong suit.
"The walls that way turn to canvas. That might be where the District Eight stuff is, maybe? So the ribbon?" She shrugs. Now that there's a group, she isn't willing to step up and be the leader. It isn't in her nature. Coordinating, maybe, but leading, not so much. She looks almost hungry to defer to Guy or Wyatt, to instead act as the guard dog or the canary instead of the masthead.
"We have to get one for each of us, and if people are already murdering each other I think odds are high that someone might try and scoop them all up to screw everyone else over." It'd make them a target, too, but only if someone else knew they had all the things. "Ribbon might be able to help us carry the other things anyway."
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"The walls that way turn to canvas. That might be where the District Eight stuff is, maybe? So the ribbon?" She shrugs. Now that there's a group, she isn't willing to step up and be the leader. It isn't in her nature. Coordinating, maybe, but leading, not so much. She looks almost hungry to defer to Guy or Wyatt, to instead act as the guard dog or the canary instead of the masthead.
"We have to get one for each of us, and if people are already murdering each other I think odds are high that someone might try and scoop them all up to screw everyone else over." It'd make them a target, too, but only if someone else knew they had all the things. "Ribbon might be able to help us carry the other things anyway."