"Oh my god, so soft!" Finnick raves with enthusiasm. "That was the best part, besides all the hands. Six hands, touching everywhere... Ugh." He shivers with pleasure to remember it, grinning as his eyes roll back behind his fluttering lids a little.

But then his frown returns.

"I couldn't find the username he gave me on the network, so he must be gone. And that's the thing... He's from hell. If he went back home, that makes me even more worried. He acted like he enjoyed his job, but... That kind of work is easily exploited in a place like that." He scratches his temple, looking off to the side with worry.

"Anyway, uh, I'm getting off topic. Was there more you wanted to negotiate? I'm really enjoying learning from you. I wish I knew this stuff years ago." Not that it would have really helped, in his situation, but still.