[Moran listens, his gaze darkening as he does so, and feeling almost sick when he hears everything that Finnick and his Annie had to go through.
And just when they seemed to finally be happy and definitely deserved their happy ending, Finnick just ...

Yeah, life sucks and simply is unfair, nothing's ever gonna change that.
And yet here they are, wanting to fight destiny if necessary to give at least some people a chance at a better life.

He gently places a hand on Finnick's shoulder, squeezing it a little.]

All good, let it all out.
I'm sure she is fine, and so is your child. And they're living in the peace that you fought for. That you made happen.
Doesn't mean that it isn't fucking unfair that you can't enjoy it with them right now.