#montgomery.

Ashton hated sponsor talk. He always had; the money, the odds, the betting, it sickened him. And after years of doing it, he still found it hard to start the conversation. But Monty was Everett's brother and a victor himself, which meant he was more approachable and familiar than pushy capitolites who liked to get handsy after having too much to drink.

Normally he would still go through Everett, but he seemed busy right now, more caught up in Brick business than Monty looked at the moment, biding his time in Capitol Coffee. The conversation was easy, too. The buzz of a possible career pack since the pregame coverage had started. It was something the academies also wanted, or he knew Four's academy had -- just as much (but not less,) than Caspian did.

"I hear things are kind of hectic for Two right now." Things were starting to get hectic everywhere. Ash joined him in line, donning a smile in greeting, though he'd heard enough of what'd happened during the attack to leave a bad taste in his mouth. "...Do you know what you're getting?"