No warmth would fade if she told him, certainly. He'd be quick to inform her that his hands are not clean, and that one doesn't need clean hands to be a good person.

Finnick smiles with a small hum at 'utterly consumed.' That's love, alright.

Not to worry, Beleth, everyone knows what a flirt Finnick is, most of all Annie. After all, there were several years they dated where he had to fuck other people, so it's not something she worries about.

"She is. Brighter than the sun, intense as the sea. I married her when I recently went back to Panem, but then I died and returned here, so... It's complicated." Wait, has he told Beleth about that? Probably not- oops. He forgot she wasn't here yet for that whole fiasco.