Katniss knows his voice. Finnick has been one of the constants over the last few months and the two of them have been slowly putting one another back together. Finnick has his rope and Katniss has her closets but they serve the same purpose: they're putting themselves together again brick by brick.

He looks good now, though, tall and slender among the trees and carrying a trident the way he had in the Games. He could be back in the Arena, for all she knows, and Katniss scans his wrists to see if he's wearing a bracelet to demonstrate that he's with her. He isn't - just the same wristband she has.

"Finnick? Where are we?" She's still primed to run, if she has to, but she's a little less on guard when it's Finnick she's talking to.