#random store task

Alder stared at the little wooden figurine, perplexed. It wasn't so weird, not really, that there were random vendor Capitolites selling Games merchandise in the lobby to those participating in the festivities, but it was still bizarre. Someone joined him, and he looked up, looking disturbed and concerned. When he realized it was Cat, he voiced his thoughts. "This is me," he said, holding up the figure, allegedly carved from wood that came from his home village. Everything about it felt strange and exploitative, he wanted to hurl the statuette into a fire, but unfortunately there were none he had easy access to right now. "This is-- this is supposed to fucking be me, who the hell would want this?"