Though not a sylph anymore, Finnick still loves the airships and regularly comes up to go for a ride on them. Now hanging out in Heaven's Bow, he's also indulging in the cider when an extremely tall... Person?? gets into his space.

He raises a brow, not moving away and not really phased- he has no sense of personal space anyway, though his heartrate does pick up just a bit. It's odd, that for once Finnick isn't the one who's coming on way too strong.

"You'd probably have to find a bar for that. I'm sure there's one around here."