There's nobody in Panem who can openly stand up to President Snow, and oh so many who want to. The parents of the tributes. The victors, tormented and broken and exploited by the Games and by the fame they bring. The downtrodden, starving masses in the districts. The conspirators working with District Thirteen: Finnick, Haymitch, Johanna, Wiress, Beetee, Heavensbee.
Mags, sadness in her eyes as she volunteered to protect the one person she could protect. Annie, Finnick himself; he's spent ten years being coerced, manipulated, used by Snow, the fame he'd sought as a cocky kid catching him in the Capitol's webs.
Finnick can feel his face shutting down at the President's question. He's never outright admitted his relationship with Annie to Snow, but Snow knows. No matter how careful they'd been, how hard they'd worked to escape notice, Snow knows.
Snow thinks Finnick is his to buy and sell, his and his alone, with no free will of his own. Finnick would have kept Annie out of this if he could, but when he's so vulnerable, so compromised in so many ways, nobody close to him can escape the risk.
He has to fight not to hear Annie's screams again, even as panic starts in his chest at the consideration of why Snow might be asking. Finnick's been punished before, punished with the pain or deaths of those close to him. There's tension at the corners of his jaw as he forces himself to nod, to give himself a moment longer before he has to make himself speak.
/changes canon points for the lulz
Mags, sadness in her eyes as she volunteered to protect the one person she could protect. Annie, Finnick himself; he's spent ten years being coerced, manipulated, used by Snow, the fame he'd sought as a cocky kid catching him in the Capitol's webs.
Finnick can feel his face shutting down at the President's question. He's never outright admitted his relationship with Annie to Snow, but Snow knows. No matter how careful they'd been, how hard they'd worked to escape notice, Snow knows.
Snow thinks Finnick is his to buy and sell, his and his alone, with no free will of his own. Finnick would have kept Annie out of this if he could, but when he's so vulnerable, so compromised in so many ways, nobody close to him can escape the risk.
He has to fight not to hear Annie's screams again, even as panic starts in his chest at the consideration of why Snow might be asking. Finnick's been punished before, punished with the pain or deaths of those close to him. There's tension at the corners of his jaw as he forces himself to nod, to give himself a moment longer before he has to make himself speak.
"What did you do to her? She's no threat to you."