I Cover My Face With My Arms

Because...because...she Came Here With Me.

Maybe I'll Be Like That Man In "the Hanging Tree'. Still Waiting For An Answer.

You'll Never Be Able To Let Him Go. You'll Always Feel Wrong About Being With Me.

Because It Doesn't Matter Anymore, And Because I'm So Desperately Lonely I Can't Stand It.

Finnick!" Something Between A Shriek And A Cry Of Joy. A Lovely If Somewhat Bedraggled Young Woman--dark Tangled Hair, Sea Green Eyes--runs Toward Us In Nothing But A Sheet. "finnick!" And Suddenly, It's As If There's No One In The World But These Two, Crashing Through Space To Reach Each Other. They Collide, Enfold, Lose Their Balance, And Slam Against A Wall, Where They Stay. Clinging Into One Being. Indivisible. A Pang Of Jealousy Hits Me. Not For Either Finnick Or Annie But For Their Certainty. No One Seeing Them Could Doubt Their Love.