Caro looks up from her food at Sullivan's entrance. Her mouth is full, so she just nods hello. After a moment, though, she swallows and says, "The ice is over there by that big weird looking covered dish."

And if one were to look, one would see Caro has a glass of that weird Capitol iced drink that she still doesn't like. She's even drunk about half of it.

She idly scratches at her face between bites of food. Even though her face is completely healed, it still feels itchy and weird. A little bit like sunburnt skin, actually. And truth be told, she's a little disappointed she didn't get to keep her scars. She knew she wouldn't, but still.