"I've had some practice on these," Finnick says, resting a hand on his hip as he works to steady his breath. There's still something of a competitive child's delight in the way he'd taken the course, though it's been many years since he used to run the obstacle courses at the Career Academy with the other prospective tributes. Some of them were dead now, the odds stacked against them whatever they'd once said about training making them be in the Careers' favor.

Nida looks different, aged more than he should have in the time it's been since Finnick saw him last. Finnick's well aware of what hardship can do to someone, but he doubts even this place can make hair grow that much faster than it should. He notes it, but he doesn't comment; he remembers what going away from this place had done to Johanna, back when she'd still been here, and he barely knows Nida.

"It's been a while, though, it's good to have a course."