"Oh, yes, I like your smart person excuse for my degeneracy. We'll go with that."

All that stuff certainly changed his outlook, and made him too sad to be horny for a good while, but none of it changed who Finnick is deep down at his core: a slut.

So his eyebrows lift a couple times at Bel's question.

"Maybe. Are you offering? Do you like getting bit?" He asks mischievously, leaning forward, chin on his fist.