Wouldn't want to leave you defenseless, would we? [She'd fight even with broken hands, he knows that. She's a bit of a monster. Part of him wants to cut up his wet suit to wrap her hands up with. There's a knife in here, after all.
He's quiet again, watching her straighten the bracelet that Haymitch gave him, a token of the alliance with Katniss. Will he die here before their plans are finished? Will he leave Annie alone? Will he leave Johanna behind instead?
There's a sigh on his lips.] I meant them. Whoever they are. Do we fight them?
[Finnick doesn't want to make a choice, doesn't know how to choose between her life and his in this kind of way.]
They've got years to eat sugar, whereas you and I... - Post a comment
Well, if we see something sweet, we better grab it quick.