Doctor Bashir doesn't know Annie, not like Finnick does, but even so, he's picked up on the fact that she's not great around crowds. She hasn't been since her victory tour, when they'd paraded her in front of every district of Panem, with her mentor watching anxiously from the sidelines, unable to help her unless she began to fall apart.

Bashir had made him the same offer, and he'd accepted it, preferring to get out of the sickbay as soon as he could. He'd been wary of the machines, wary of the medication, too, but he's also sat through enough medical procedures before and after the Games to know that even in the Capitol, they're not all sinister.

When Annie's wide eyes look over at him, he gives a single jerky nod.

"Then you won't have to come back. It's not much."