"Ah, Alder Reid,â Maverick said, sidling up to Alderâs side, taking on a slightly nasally tone, the one they used to imitate Capitolites, âare you dressed as a god or a monster tonight?â He was hardly feeling in the mood for joking around, but the drinks helped, and the fact that Aspen was still alive. Still, things were a bit grim, inside and out of the Arena, and maybe a little fun wouldnât go amiss.
@alder-reidâ














