The sound of Annie's mother's voice jolted up Finnick's spine. He was unaccustomed to being sneaked up on, and it set him on edge even more now. The moment was easily smoothed over, perhaps only noticed by Annie, because he tensed for an instant within her arms.
In an instant he had his mask back in place, smiling as he turned around to meet Gaila's gaze. He slid so that he was beside Annie, one arm still tucked loosely around her waist.
"Your mother's right," Finnick echoed immediately, his voice something between a gentle chide and teasing. He moved so that he could adjust her shawl more soundly around her shoulders. "You don't want to catch cold." He kept smiling down at her, pressing the tip of one of his fingers gently to her nose.
He didn't dare think this conversation was over. Annie coming to terms with everything had a great impact on their relationship. If there still was going to be one. And Finnick didn't know if she needed more answers.
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In an instant he had his mask back in place, smiling as he turned around to meet Gaila's gaze. He slid so that he was beside Annie, one arm still tucked loosely around her waist.
"Your mother's right," Finnick echoed immediately, his voice something between a gentle chide and teasing. He moved so that he could adjust her shawl more soundly around her shoulders. "You don't want to catch cold." He kept smiling down at her, pressing the tip of one of his fingers gently to her nose.
He didn't dare think this conversation was over. Annie coming to terms with everything had a great impact on their relationship. If there still was going to be one. And Finnick didn't know if she needed more answers.