Sokka felt no pity for the older man who was tearing apart a respectable looking uniform for Sokka's own work. In fact, he was rather satisfied, because he was getting payment for once. Maybe he could string these together for a nice necklace. He could give it to a girl or something. Maybe even Katniss. She'd probably like that.

"You can leave your sword here. I'll bring it with me to the tunnels before we leave tomorrow."