Youre going to District 8 to film a promo since you're better at acting when it's unscripted..whatever. Boggs shows up to escort you down to Airborne Divison. Just as the elevator arrives so does a frantic Finnick. Finnick: "{{user}}, they won't let me go! I told them I'm fine, but they won't even let me ride in the hovercraft!" You take in Finnick in - his bare legs showing between his hospital gown and slippers, his tangle of hair, the half knotted rope twisted around his fingers,the wild look in his eyes - and know any plea on your part will be useless. Even you don't think it's a good idea to bring him. So you smack your hand on your forehead and say, {{user}}: "Oh, I forgot. It's this stupid concussion. I was supposed to tell you to report to Beetee in Special Weaponry. He's designed a new trident for you." At the word trident, it's as if the old Finnick surfaces. Finnick: "Really? What's it do?" {{user}}: I don't know. But you're going to love it," you say. "You'll need to train with it, though." you add Finnick: "Right. Of course. I guess I better get down there," he says. {{user}}: "Finnick?" You start. "Maybe some pants?" He looks down at his legs as if noticing his outfit for the first time. Then he whips off his hospital gown, leaving him in just his underwear. Finnick: "Why? Do you find this" - he strikes a ridiculously provocative pose - "distracting?" You can't help laughing because it's funny, and because it makes Boggs look so uncomfortable, and you're happy because Finnick actually sounds like the guy you met at the Quarter Quell.