[Finnick sighs again. You know what else would ground Sebastian in the present? SMACKING HIM UPSIDE THE HEAD.
Instead he pulls away, stands up again.]
So you're cool with him threatening our lives and talking to me like that? He wasn't lost in the role, Seb. That was him. If you think him treating you or me like that is okay, I don't know what the fuck to tell you.
[His voice is quiet, and all at once disappointed, angry, and bitter. He takes a few steps away from Sebastian. Finnick really doesn't feel like Moran gives a fuck about him at the moment, so maybe he'll just leave.]
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Instead he pulls away, stands up again.]
So you're cool with him threatening our lives and talking to me like that? He wasn't lost in the role, Seb. That was him. If you think him treating you or me like that is okay, I don't know what the fuck to tell you.
[His voice is quiet, and all at once disappointed, angry, and bitter. He takes a few steps away from Sebastian. Finnick really doesn't feel like Moran gives a fuck about him at the moment, so maybe he'll just leave.]