"Hrm?" Finnick asked, pretending for a moment as if he hadn't heard her properly. He also took the opportunity to reach for a basket of bread that was already sitting on the table, already warm and flecked with the familiar green that meant it came from District Four.
"Oh, yours must have gotten left on the train, too," Finnick answered, matching her smile immediately. Mags patted the back of his wrist reassuringly with her other hand.
"Or, maybe the two of you should go check the back room," Finnick suggested to his younger sisters who bounded immediately out of the kitchen to see what had been brought when they weren't paying attention. It was a challenge finding things that would suit them; they were in the early teenage years and he didn't dare bring home most of the things that girls their age in the Capitol were wearing. Plenty of it was fabric that Aerona and their mother would make into dresses. And some of the more subtle jewelry. He still brought the odd toy, things that were so strange that they served as a source of amusement for awhile.
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Date: 2014-03-05 03:38 am (UTC)"Oh, yours must have gotten left on the train, too," Finnick answered, matching her smile immediately. Mags patted the back of his wrist reassuringly with her other hand.
"Or, maybe the two of you should go check the back room," Finnick suggested to his younger sisters who bounded immediately out of the kitchen to see what had been brought when they weren't paying attention. It was a challenge finding things that would suit them; they were in the early teenage years and he didn't dare bring home most of the things that girls their age in the Capitol were wearing. Plenty of it was fabric that Aerona and their mother would make into dresses. And some of the more subtle jewelry. He still brought the odd toy, things that were so strange that they served as a source of amusement for awhile.