Nadia, similarly, stays quiet upon the subject of staying or going. If Nate and Bunny moved here, that would be another reason to visit the park some more, however often she'd be allowed to—the Capitol had already been clear that they didn't accept unauthorised visitors at the drop of a hat. (The two shelters were, perhaps, relatively similar in that regard.)
But at Bode's discussion of guides, the thought of taking leave of these three and making her way into the labyrinth of the park, that restless energy is starting to return to the Brazilian: she's bobbing on her heels, glancing around at the patchwork assembly of tents. Somewhere out here is a young woman who grew up with her brother, who knows Antón, who can help fill in the blanks of her entire life.
Now that she's let that thought gather weight, she can't get rid of it. "Whoever you can spare," Nadia says simply. "And I will find you all later, I promise." She's ready to go.