Finnick smiles warmly, as well. He's also hopeful. He's almost never had such a frank discussion about consent, aside from his relationship with Annie, and even with her, they didn't have all of these methods and tools for safe communication. They sort of just... Muddled their way through with love and understanding. It's mind-blowing and eye-opening to Finnick that there even are safeguards like this that exist, and he's immensely grateful to be taught about them. Now, he can use them with any partner, and no one will feel taken advantage of (in an ideal world. The real world is of course messier).

He chuckles.

"No! He's real! And it was more like he propositioned me first. It really threw me to be beaten to the punch! He was a porn star in his world, so, we hit it off about our similar professions. Haven't seen him since, though... I really hope he's okay."

Finnick didn't get to learn a lot about Angel before they jumped in bed together, but anyone who can relate to Finnick that much about sex work, he worries for.