Kerin went wide eyed as Marisa explained what she saw. He frowned, then shifted his gaze as he tried to put the numbers together in his head. There were... four from each district, so sixteen people all up. Okay, so from what Marisa said, there were only four left. Four? That can't be right, this was the start. From what he saw from last year's games, weren't they all meant to start together? He held Marisa firmly and he started to breathe quite heavily. No, no, she can't be right. The way she said it, no, she would have mentioned if he was there. She must be mistaken, maybe this future thing must be wrong. Kerin promised he wouldn't let anything hurt her, he wouldn't just go and break a promise, just like that. At the start of the games. He would make sure. He shook his head. He refused to believe.
"No, no, no," he said, closing his eyes. "No, that can't be right. No, that's just gotta be one scenario of a thousand different ones. The future is always changing. That wouldn't happen." He gently tightened his grip on her. Kerin didn't break promises. He... he wouldn't.
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