Cinna's smile turns sad as he enfolds Finnick's hand in both of his with a warmer, reassuring squeeze.
"It's okay. When I got here, Katniss hadn't gone onstage yet--neither had you--but I knew what I signed up for." he assures him quietly, soberly. "I knew the dress was a little heavy handed, but Snow pushed me too damn far forcing me to do her wedding gown. I just...I needed her to have that moment as much as I need it."
He pauses, letting go of his hand...then his smile turns grim. Dark.
"Just...just tell me this: did it look good? Did you see Snow's reaction--if he was breathing fire when he saw it, I'm not afraid of what's coming. Long as he was pissed."
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Cinna's smile turns sad as he enfolds Finnick's hand in both of his with a warmer, reassuring squeeze.
"It's okay. When I got here, Katniss hadn't gone onstage yet--neither had you--but I knew what I signed up for." he assures him quietly, soberly. "I knew the dress was a little heavy handed, but Snow pushed me too damn far forcing me to do her wedding gown. I just...I needed her to have that moment as much as I need it."
He pauses, letting go of his hand...then his smile turns grim. Dark.
"Just...just tell me this: did it look good? Did you see Snow's reaction--if he was breathing fire when he saw it, I'm not afraid of what's coming. Long as he was pissed."