#&interrogation

Her patience at this process is growing thin. She's never been anything less than what the Capitol and President wanted of her. The new shiny victor. Someone to splash across the front of magazines. Someone to attend to meetings and parties with sponsors - more than willingly to say the least. She enjoyed the spotlight, enjoyed the attention. What she wouldn't be, however, was the scape goat. She would not take the fall and the blame for what her fellow victors had done or what her district had done. She was here, they were not.

She heaves a sigh, arms crossed over her chest as she continues to be prodded about Ezra. "Look it's no secret to anyone around here that I'd rather be off fucking around with some sponsors than doing anything of importance in the tower. So I apologize if I don't have the damn answers you want." She snaps, irritation winning over incredulousness. "I mean he and Thea have... something so sure there was favoritism. If it was favoritism because Ezra was part of the arena blowing up, or if Thea or Brutus knew, I don't fucking know. I'm not exactly privy to their damned secrets." She shrugs. It's the truth. She was far from friendly with Brutus or Thea, tolerant sure, but not cordial.

Curiosity is shut down with the mention of her sister. "So you saying I can go home when this is all done?" Curiosity might be shut down, but smart ass remarks are apparently not. She's not naive enough to believe that if they were on the bring of some rebellion that inter-district travel would be allowed.

Natalia has to laugh then. The shock of being arrested and blamed of treason isn't enough, but dragging Mags into it? "Mags is over eighty years old. You really believe she had anything to do with what happened to the arena?" She can't help the disbelief in her voice. It makes no sense. Finnick maybe, but she'd never say that outloud. No that would put him at risk. If it is true, she's more hurt than anything that he'd kept her out of whatever his plans had been.

[Interrogation] There's more too, Mrs. Morrissey. Who is to say you're not one of them? Perhaps you and your daughter are both in on it. It would be convenient, no? You play the part of a mother who doesn't want her child in the games so well!

She rolls her eyes, takes a breath to steady herself, and continues. "Regardless of whatever you may have been told. Mags is like a second mother to me and Finnick a son. If I don't know anything, and for fucks sake I don't, then neither does Rose."

[Interrogation] Footage of several victors from district two being traitors to our nation have been released. Did Cadence Kentwell surprise you at all? Our understand is that your brother has been on the other side of her blade before.

She looks at the person incredulously as if it is simply unbelievable that she is even here, which ponders the question - why is she here? What does she know? It causes a scoff as she tosses long curls that were more tousled and tangled than she would prefer over her shoulder. "Why should I know anything?" It sounds as distainful as her expression non-verbally displays. Why should she be implicated in this non-sense? She'd had no part in it.

However, it quickly becomes apparent why they seem to think she is involved when their next sentence comes her way. Several? Cadie was one apparently. Had Brutus and Eno taken off too? Thea? Her blasé expression hardens though at the mention of Nero and Cadie. "If she is a traitor then no it doesn't surprise me. She was a traitor to our district, why would Panem be any different to her?" It didn't matter that Nero would have had to kill Cadie to come home, not in Xio's book. That was still a wound she preferred to ignore rather than attempt to heal and the salt in it stung more than a little.