It's not worth it, he'd tell her if he knew what she was thinking. He's tried that route, and not knowing what's going on, not being able to have control over yourself, it's just not worth it.
He stands over her for a moment, making sure she's going to be okay. Finnick takes a step back when she finally sits up, and there's something about this broken image that tugs at him. It's like seeing Annie, all over again. Her dress is ruined, her hair is a wreck, face streaked with tears, and there's a rage in her brown eyes that tells him he should walk away. Just leave her here.
Johanna Mason's brought all of this on herself, the same as the rest of them.
"You can't sit in the middle of the hotel hallway. Which way is your room?"
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Date: 2013-12-03 07:32 pm (UTC)He stands over her for a moment, making sure she's going to be okay. Finnick takes a step back when she finally sits up, and there's something about this broken image that tugs at him. It's like seeing Annie, all over again. Her dress is ruined, her hair is a wreck, face streaked with tears, and there's a rage in her brown eyes that tells him he should walk away. Just leave her here.
Johanna Mason's brought all of this on herself, the same as the rest of them.
"You can't sit in the middle of the hotel hallway. Which way is your room?"