Finnick swims a little closer when Katniss actually sits and decides to join him. He continues to tread water, not trying to crowd her too much, because he does want the chance to talk to her properly, to try and get a better handle on her. He figures they're making some progress, because she had been flustered when he was wearing his net, but she doesn't even seem to be blushing now.

He makes no comment on her lack of nudity, although some bitter and well-hidden part of brain can't help but think how ready the Capitol had been to eat her up after her Games. It had been something of a wonder that Snow hadn't just started selling her and Peeta as a two-for-one special.

"What do you think of the hotel so far then?" Finnick asks. "Been through any of these magic doors yet?"