She's the furthest thing from a rebel. Complacent Lyme, mediocre Lyme, easygoing Lyme; even her Games were nothing special. Her victory celebrations were minimal, and she was never once asked to return to the Capitol, not for interviews, not for special appointments. Once she left the arena crowned in blood, everyone just forgot about her. It's not such a bad thing, really. She's seen where being a crowd-pleaser gets you: on your knees, high off your mind just to stay sane. She'd never been so happy to be seen as average. She's the last one they'll expect to turn traitor.