Lucky Thing Were Allies, Right? -finnick Odair

I Curl Up, Make Myself Smaller, Try To Disappear Entirely. Wrapped In Silence, I Slide My Bracelet That Reads 'mentally Disoriented' Around And Around My Wrist.

You're Not Going To Die. I Forbid It. All Right?" "all Right," He Whispers.

I Wish She Was Dead,' He Says. 'i Wish They Were All Dead And We Were, Too. It Would Be Best.

Why? Do You Find This" - He Strikes A Ridiculously Provocative Pose - "distracting?

A Verbal Promise Behind Closed Doors, Even A Statement Written On Paper-these Could Easily Evaporate . . . .