Oh great. It's Mockingjay. Rikki likes her just fine, in theory, but she's pretty sure she hates her. It makes things weird, and now she's giving her that look again.

"None yet," she sighs, tilting her head a little to study Katniss' wings as she speaks. "But hey, with you along it's kind of hard to miss us. Maybe if we hang out here, fake-Dynamo will come by to worship us or something."