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[The feed turns on to show a shirtless Finnick, hair still damp from an earlier shower. He smiles brightly, leaning back in his chair. Gratuitous chest? You betcha. There's a pause as he pops something that looks like a sugar cube into his mouth.] With more people arriving, I'm sure the strain on food resources is going to become harder for some of us. But the ocean, that's still plentiful and unharmed by Tu Vishan's illness.

For you new people, or even those who have been here a while, I'm Finnick Odair. I have a small fishing business set up. [A pause as he smiles.] Basically what I'm offering here are a couple of job opportunities. I should be able to handle a few employees, if you'd like to earn a little money and food on the side. If you like fishing, or if you'd like to learn, here's your opportunity. [He winks.] Wasting it would be a shame.

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[He turns to her, a more serious expression on his face now. He's thoughtful for a moment before nodding.] As long as they're working on their own, it should be fine. The pay will come from how much their catch sells, and they can feed themselves on their own catch as well. It doesn't hurt me in anyway. Just lines my pockets with extra juulan.

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[Katniss is quiet for a moment, turning it over. It seems legit to her, so she doesn't bother commenting on it directly again, instead more curious about something else] You sound like you've done this before. [He can't have, though. Not with the amount of time he had to spend in the Capitol]

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I did grow up in the fishing district. [Duh, Katniss. But he knows that's not what she's commenting on, so he shrugs.] My father was a fisher. I learned everything I knew from him.

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[He gets a cushion thrown at him with deadly accuracy. Dick.] Can I ask about them? [Because she knows how reluctant she is to talk about her family]

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[The cushion bounces off his finely chiseled chest.] About my family?

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You don't have to. [Her face disappears from over the couch as she slumps down again, embarrassed] Forget I said anything.

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No, it's fine. [He throws the cushion back at her.] What do you want to know about them? [His voice is soft, though, as he says that. He told Jack a little bit about his father, but other than that...

He doesn't really know the last time he talked about them.]

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[A hand snaps up and catches the cushion out of the air. She'd been a little out of shape when she first arrived on the turtle, but paranoia has made her sharp again. There's a long pause, and then she's sitting up again, looking over at him] Did you have any sis - siblings?

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[He fidgets. Where's his rope? Is it even on him, or did he leave it in the bedroom?] Brothers, both younger.

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[She notices the way his finger's twitch. Her hands dip into a pocket, and a few seconds later a section of knotted rope is sailing at his head. She doesn't need it right now] Both parents?

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[He snatches the rope out of air, giving her a small smile of relief as his fingers begin making quick work of the rope, undoing her knots and starting his own.] One mother, one father. She couldn't fish, but she knew her way around nets. I learned my first knots from her. I was closer to my father though.

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[She lifts a shoulder at the smile, awkwardly trying to dismiss the gesture as nothing. There's a long pause as she tries to figure out what she even wants out of this discussion, why she led them down this path]

Me, too. [That's what she finally comes up with.] Not that it was that hard to guess. [Her entire life has kind of been on display for some reason or another]

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Dads are easier. [His mother was a hard, stern woman when she needed to be, but she also wasn't the one who wanted to train him. She wanted to keep him safe. His father wouldn't have any of that. No son of his was going to be unprepared for the Hunger Games - whether he was reaped or pushed into volunteering. Finnick would know how to fight, how to feed himself, how to win.]

They were both proud of me when I finally came home, but there was something else, too. A wariness that didn't exist before, you know? [He glances down at his hands.] You don't get to watch your son kill others and pick up where you left off.

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He was...more like me. [It's hard to force the words out, but something in her is driving her to do it anyway] My mother was from the merchant class. She left that for him.

[She's quiet again] I'm sorry. [This is happened, that she brought it up, she's not sure which. It hadn't happened like that for her, but maybe that was because her mother had been so terrible at being a mother for so long. The Games had almost seemed to scare her back to reality.]

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[Finnick glances back up at her.] For what? [There's nothing to be sorry for, not really.

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[She shrugs, looking away] That it happened. For bringing it up. I don't know.

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Why not. We're friends. [What a weird word.] Friends talk about their families.