"You didn't say it, Effie, but that's what the words you're using infer...not to mention how many people know about the Games from your home already. It's easy to come to that conclusion. Very easy."

He pauses for a minute, hearing that edge of tears in her voice, and sighs.

"Listen. I know you're just trying to get something going that's familiar, that you can understand, but you gotta keep in mind where you are, and how people here think, act, live. What they're going to think when you say stuff. The values here are different, what's acceptable is different. And maybe...you need to start asking questions of people first, see what they believe in, like, would get into, before you start making offers, all right?"

"I don't think something that'll get the whole village going is bad...but you gotta think about what will actually please a majority of folks. Ask around, listen. That's part of your job back home anyway, isn't it? Find out what the crowd majority actually likes so you can really get them going and not piss them off? Same thing here, only you're dealing with a completely different set of expectations. You're going to have to learn what they are first, and adjust accordingly."

...Why in hell he's trying this hard to help her out, he doesn't know, and he half expects her to dismiss it all. But...there you go.