User blog comment:EstupidCow/User RP Games The Warming Games/@comment-4149000-20140112014320/@comment-8169590-20140112014534

Toast whips her head around at Zach. "Do we trust him?!" she asks, worrying. Any second in these games could be her last. Any second a knife could pierce her throat, an arrow in her stomach, a trident impaling her. So, of course, she was not quick to trust.