"That does sound fun, buddy." Finnick can certainly kill things, and he's sure Sky can teach him a lot about it.

He rests his other hand on Hank's head. Yes, this is curing him very quickly. He can't help but be calmed by the comfort, the crackle of the fire, the seemingly secure nest she's built.

"Oh, that's nice." Finnick hasn't had a dad in a very long time, but he thinks people naming things after their parents is sweet. "Protects you too, which hopefully your dad did..."

Not Finnick! His parents signed him up for the Hunger Games! Ha ha!