"Yeah, sure," Finnick says, shrugging his shoulders down at the boy. It's just swings, he figures. While he's not aware of it at this age, he's always been uncannily good at getting along with most people and is too young to be truly discerning in his choice of playmates. His interaction with others kids have been rare lately, and he'll take what he can get on the playground.

"Come on," Finnick says, starting toward the swing set without checking to see if Isaac is following him.