[He smiles grimly at her, listening to her rant. What are they going to do to her anyway? She has nobody. Mags will be alone, Annie will have nothing. It'll be up to Johanna to protect the Mockingjay. He almost laughs.

They're so fucked, either way.] We're allowed to make an offer, right? [He glances up, walking around the domed room.] That's part of this game? We make you offers, and you judge them. You make us beg for our lives, and I bet you love that, don't you?

[Finnick has never begged for his own life before. He's begged for others, for his family. For Annie. He's listened to kids beg for theirs before he gutted them.] You can have me. [He licks his lips and tilts his head, that smirk he owns so well on his face.] For our lives, you can have me however you want.

[His stomach tightens to the point where he thinks he'll be sick. But he never falters, never breaks character.]