Scott and Peggy
Dinner had gone well. Everyone had left the table with limbs intact, which was just a shade higher than where Scott had set his expectations when he'd taken stock of the kind of personalities present tonight. They'd also seemed to have arrived at a decent jumping off point (or, at least, they'd all seemed to have arrived at the decision to jump in the first place), and that was more than Scott had dared to hope for. Dying in the arena was a certainty - Scott wasn't allowing himself to fall into the habit of thinking otherwise for fear of leaving someone in the lurch - and if he couldn't be around to see this revolution to its end, he wanted to be sure that there were others willing to do the same.
And there were, apparently, which just left making provisions for Cassie. Ideally, he'd smuggle her out of the Capitol before having to return to Twelve for the nation's least-suspenseful Reaping. But time was running short on that plan - he hadn't yet been able to find out where she was hanging her hat - and he'd been working up a pro and con list in regards to Loki's endeavor to help. (Con: trusting Loki. Pro: it was hard to call in favors from dead people.) Whether Scott was responsible for getting her out himself or not, though, he still needed someplace to put her for the duration of the Games, when she would be most useful to someone looking for a little bit of leverage.
Peggy's offer, then, had sparked his interest. Steve had mentioned it to him, that she might be amenable to the idea of taking Cassie in, but it had helped to hear it straight from the source. She was his second stop after the table had adjourned, with his first being a quick trip to the balcony for a smoke. It worked to calm his nerves, smooth out the finer lines of guilt at leaving his daughter with a complete stranger.
"So I hear you might be willing to take in a stray," Scott said, by way of greeting, and slid his hands into his pockets. It hadn't been all that cold outside, but he couldn't seem to help the chill that had settled in underneath his rib cage.