She frowned. That explained it well enough. Night Sky looped her arms around his neck and pulled him close, leaned up on her toes to gently bump their noses together.

"I'm sorry, baby." She murmured, swaying with him slowly; soothingly. "I won't let anything even come close to hurting you, Finnick. You're safe here with me. I promise." She smiled. "Why don't we try making new memories for you, hm? No arena. No games. Nothing but you and me and nature — and s'mores." She chuckled.