"A little," she admits, but in the kind of polite tones that secretly mean, am going out of my brain with lack of things to do.

Then she giggles. Bright, surprised, and no one has ever asked her that before. Mostly, she admits, because people knowing about her and Finnick were thin on the ground, but even then...

No, she always thought of it as being the other way around.

(And there's another reason for that giggle: husband. She likes the sound of that.)

"I, I think it was mutual," but there's a blush to her cheeks which suggests there's more to it than that.

"Um, Panem's...future from a lot of folks here. North America. And I'm, I'm pretty boring. Particularly if you've been travelin' over the universe."