Angel hesitated again, for a split second. Everything Finnick said sounded so terrifyingly familiar. The fact that he could just choose not to take up his escorting gig once he got here was baffling — a concept that, in this very moment, Angel was not able to fully consider. The looming threat of Val just appearing out of nowhere and punishing him for even thinking about it made him flinch.

He barely managed to not mutter a must be nice and potentially give himself away. Instead, he latched onto that brag and grinned right back at him, the gold tooth in his mouth glimmering. "Oh yeah? I'd love to put our similar skillsets to the test if you're up for it, dollface."