He glared at his mentor. Something in the thought of killing a child made him sick. Like the idea of leaving his sister to their drunkard of a father. "Your not sweet. Your barbaric. Think killing a child, or a person, is so easy?"he asked. He stood full height and something in his eyes had a certain anger he never experienced. Maybe the years of watching the hunger games had finally gotten into him. "I will not be a puppet."he concluded. He looked at his partner, Vanessa. "You, your okay with this?"he accused her.