Finnick doesn't even bother to hide his grin, or the lofty tone his voice holds now. It's like she'd never attacked him, like he hasn't just seen her really cry. That's just how it works with him.
"But with all of that exposed thigh, where do you expect me to look now?" He heaves a great sigh, adverting his gaze slowly so that he's looking forward. Like it's just that hard.
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Date: 2013-12-04 12:48 am (UTC)"But with all of that exposed thigh, where do you expect me to look now?" He heaves a great sigh, adverting his gaze slowly so that he's looking forward. Like it's just that hard.