Annie doesn't reply at first. She's thinking. She's not like Finnick, who can read people and who gets people. She sees shadows when everything should be clear water, rips in lagoons. Not always, but when she's tired, when she's unsure, it's always worse. And she's very unsure currently.

But she's good at patterns. She's at analysis and game-design, and she's trying to piece this place together.

It's not working that well at the moment.

"I'm not sure," Annie says, finally. Most people would have assumed she'd lost the thread of the conversation, but Finnick can usually follow her. It helps that she's started eating it, and the 'curry' is nice. "It's something I think you could make a lot of, easily?" Which to a pair of District folk, says it's a meal to feed a lot of people at once. Which implies a District-type meal. "But I don't understand the spices. Unless their districts have different rules?"

Like discounts.