finnick spots the girl hiding amongst the trees but keeps his arms snuggly crossed. a slight smile is on his lips, and despite the situation they're in, the fucking hunger games, to be exact he know she won't do anything to him. his eyes widened at how quickly she went to grab her bow, yet his smile only grew.

"alright. calm it down, sweetheart. i'm not gonna hurt you." he speaks to her, making sure he isn't too loud. finnick's hand never once reaches towards his spear.