[ Finnick's spirits are lifting now. It's hard to stay down when he's around Hythlodaeus, he's learning. Though their adventure had taken some strange turns, he took everything in stride, and Finnick finds that quite admirable. Plus, he quite likes the friendly touches and being ushered somewhere by the arm or the hand. It's quite sweet, to him. He's used to being arm candy, physical touch only being used for sex or pain, but this is much more... Pure. Kind. Supportive. There are no expectations.

Finnick's spirits are also lifting because they are about to eat. He puts his chin on his fist, smiling back at his pretty friend. ]

I hope so. We earned a good meal, putting up with those fans.

[ He winks. ]

Now, tell me about these magical powers of yours. Everyone here seems to have them except me. [ He chuckles. ]