That smile is, in truth a relief. Would have been a relief even if it wasn't such a particularly dazzling smile (though that didn't hurt). Beleth relaxes into the water, the weariness slowly fading. She wasn't being judged for her actions, in the past or present--that was nice. Even if he didn't know the full story...it was still nice.

"Finnick, that means more to me than I think I could really express to you. I worry, sometimes... I don't regret my actions, and I would make my choice over again, every time. But sometimes I wonder if I didn't just run from my responsibilities. I worry that the people who used to depend on me, who believed in me..." She sighs, sinking further into the water, turning to look up at the sky. Would they be mad? Would they forgive her?

Did they think, like she had, for those grueling years, that her responsibilities mattered more than what she wanted?

"I deserve to be happy." She has to remind herself of that. "So thank you, Finnick. I'm glad to have someone who agrees with me, at least."