"That was a great coaster," Adia says once they disembark, her voice a little hoarse after all that screaming. She runs her fingers through her hair, working out the tangles the ride whipped her hair into.

Caspar merely has to smooth out a couple wrinkles on his shirt and then he's back to looking like his usual self. Sorry, Harley, he's really only here to watch you play roller derby later. The rides, the food, the carnival atmosphere don't do anything for him.

At least until she mentions the games. He looks at her, eyebrow raised, a glimmer of interest in his hazel eyes. "Games? What sorts of games?"