"Ooh, grilled cheese!" Finnick says, flashing a bright, hopeful smile as he spins around to watch Kate hand over a bag of books to William. He still has his glass in hand, but for now he's more intent on food. Specifically, food he doesn't have to make himself. And a grilled cheese sandwich sounds delicious.

"And Annie's..." he trails off a little, imagining all the ways Annie might answer that question - tired, hungry, nauseous, pregnant - before his lips quirk in another, softer grin. "She's okay. Good. We're both good."