Finnick is graced with a look, one which states with no words needed that now is not the time, nor is he in any mood for this shit he's being subjected to. Still, given he still doesn't know where they are, who this crappy bar belongs to, nor how he was brought here, he's willing to play along with the teasing.

"What about you? I noticed there's a distinct lack of lovely ladies here. How will you cope without anyone to sigh and coo over that pretty little face of yours?"

He has to wonder just how long Finnick's been in this place. Did he just arrive as well? Or has he been here awhile? Does he know anything about this situation? Or is it up to them to somehow figure it out without tipping the people here off as to their intentions? What ever the answers to those silent questions, one fact remains. They need to find a way out and he needs to find a way back.

Back to Katniss, back to Peeta.