[Finnick smiles sadly at him and squeezes his hand.]

I'm sorry. Maybe you can go back someday. It seems like anything is possible, after all, we got here from entirely different worlds, so what's stopping us from getting back, right?

[Theoretically, anyway. He has no idea how they would actually do that.]

I don't miss my world, violent as it was, but I miss the people. I left behind dear friends, my wife, and... An unborn child. I feel... So guilty for leaving them all. They needed me...

[The words seem hard for him to say out loud. He gets a faraway look in his eye to match Hythlodaeus'.]