"A conflict then," she amends. Ringer can practically see his eyes glaze over and the response that follows is an indication of such. He's back to sarcasm and mocking instead of honest answers. She takes a sip of her water, trying to think if there's anything else she wants to ask him for now or if she should simply leave him to enjoy Finnick's party.

"What do you want, Eames? The usual power and status? Or something more interesting?"