Finnick's eyebrows raise high on his forehead as he stares at Santo, who is fumbling around with his apology. He's quiet for a second, trying to figure out if this is real life. Of all the things he's expected of people finding out about him, this is the most hilarious one. So he laughs, doubling over with his hands on his knees.

"Santo, if I was at all worried about that, I wouldn't be who I am. Flirting is just the way I am," he explains carefully through chuckles. "I don't expect anything from anyone, and I'm rarely ever serious about what I say. So now you know."