Chen was momentarily distracted, looking at the Midnight Games. The allure of the games, even as just a viewer, had gripped him from long ago, and almost made him want to participate. But though he felt motivated and impassioned, he was not a fool.
He did not have a planet to defend, nor a war to fight, so it was completely pointless for him to participate in such a battle. Risking his point needlessly was not something he would do. Unfortunately, he did not have a reason to risk his life either.
"You're supporting the Mavericks?" he could not help but ask as he recognized the army on screen.
