She rolled her eyes. "Is this the part where I'm supposed to giggle and say, 'Stop. You're making me blush." Johanna put on a fake, high-pitched voice and leaned against Finnick, obviously taking the mick. But after that split moment, she sat up and got a bit more serious again.

"Well, I don't know what you want me to do about that, Finnick, really." She snapped. Oh, it annoyed her to be so powerless.

"Perhaps you'll recall that Snow doesn't think too highly of me questioning his divine judgement. I'm not gonna let him murder my damn Tributes. Maybe Justin. Just to shut him up."