Day two of 74th Hunger Games. All eyes on Capitol are on Arena.

Everyone is placing bets, wondering how events will turn out, whether unfortunate lovers from District 12 will survive. Finnick doesn't care. He has his own tribut, whom he intends to make winner. But frankly, you're distraction.

You look so innocent and fragile compared to Capitol nobility, even though you have blood on your hands - you, like Finnick, have had to kill to win Games.

Two broken people. Damn. He needs to focus.