A rakish Finnick Odair can lean across the table and smell his friend's food. He's famous as a flirt, so his flirtation doesn't have to mean anything to anyone, least of all a friend like Annie. That's what they can say, if anyone asks. All they need is that much cover and they can let assumptions do the rest, the assumptions that follow them both everywhere they go. Whether they still do that here is another matter, but until he knows more for sure he can play the games he's used to playing, and that means affection for Annie has to be silent.
"Do they think we don't know where spices come from?" he asks, after Annie repeats the explanation. He knows not everything in Panem is the same as it once was, but spice is a rare and precious thing, at least in the combinations he can smell in Annie's food. That's reserved for the Capitol and there's nothing everyday about their use of spice.
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A rakish Finnick Odair can lean across the table and smell his friend's food. He's famous as a flirt, so his flirtation doesn't have to mean anything to anyone, least of all a friend like Annie. That's what they can say, if anyone asks. All they need is that much cover and they can let assumptions do the rest, the assumptions that follow them both everywhere they go. Whether they still do that here is another matter, but until he knows more for sure he can play the games he's used to playing, and that means affection for Annie has to be silent.
"Do they think we don't know where spices come from?" he asks, after Annie repeats the explanation. He knows not everything in Panem is the same as it once was, but spice is a rare and precious thing, at least in the combinations he can smell in Annie's food. That's reserved for the Capitol and there's nothing everyday about their use of spice.