She ignored his half-hearted dig at her name, instead focusing on the increasingly unstable weather around them. Inevitability or not, she had no intention of just standing here and let this guy murder her. She refused.
"Run, baboso!" she said, backing up and gearing herself up to run in the opposite direction. She was distracted from her intended action, though, when she noticed that he wasn't actually looking at her anymore. She closed her eyes and clenched her fists, not bothering to fight the tears that slid down her face. Shit shit shit shit shit.
Her desire to haul ass and save herself was strong, but the same dumb ass part of her that caused her to stick with the Glee club had her walking towards Peeta, turning around and standing beside him.
When she followed his gaze, she gulped, unsettled by how calm the man and the suit seemed to be watching them. Creepy as fuck. No wonder Marble Hornets was so freaky.
"I hope you don't have anywhere to be," She said quietly, unable to move her gaze from the creature slowly walking toward them.