Eyeing him, Johanna can see him being plenty at home in any of the Capitol districts, which means that if things get shitty around here, then she could use an ally like him. Narrowing her eyes, she doesn't have anything she wants right now, but that doesn't mean something won't pop up. "Favor," is what she says. "Maybe your muscles or help when things go pear-shaped like they tend to."

"I may be vicious, but sometimes, I lack in brute strength," Johanna admits, shrugging because it would take an idiot to come straight at her. "So, I'd want your help, at some point in the future. That's all."