None of the other tributes wanted anything to do with him. The trained ones from One and Two smirked at him. The rest simply brushed him off, even his own district partner. When he talked about allying, she turned up her nose and stalked off.
The message couldn't have been clearer: no one wants the skinny, dim-witted, effeminate boy from the wrong side of the tracks for an ally.
Although it hurt to know how little they thought of him, it wasn't so bad. After all, he'd always been better when he worked by himself.
It wasn't a big deal.