[The man looks confused, understandably. It took a while for him to wrap his head around this place, too. At his question, Finnick's eyes finally focus, snapping to actually look the other man in the eye.]
Finnick. Finnick Odair. Yours?
[He extends his hand for the other to shake, trying to come back to reality. His brain is still trying to float away a little, but at least he's not panicking now.]
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Finnick. Finnick Odair. Yours?
[He extends his hand for the other to shake, trying to come back to reality. His brain is still trying to float away a little, but at least he's not panicking now.]