[He nods in understanding, putting a hand gently on the other man's upper back as he moves closer.]

This place is a lot like where I'm from. Too much, really. Don't worry, I can help you navigate.

[He begins to move forward on the busy street. This place is like the Capitol, but more. More aggressive, ugly, bright, obnoxious, and overt in its intentions to take your money. At least the Capitol has a level of taste, whereas this place does not. Thankfully, the two of them don't have any money to take.

A street vendor shouts at them and approaches, coming over to try to sell them watches.]

No, thank you.

[Finnick picks up his pace to get away from the man, gently pushing Hythlodaeus along with him with his hand on his back as they pass a plethora of shops and advertisements. Many of the ads seem to depict the place they just were, with nautical themes and images of the mariners and merfolk. As he suspected, life in that world is framed as entertainment, as though advertising for a movie.]

Seems like we're still in the same world, just a different part.