Isaac shrugs, not sure he cares what other people are named. After all, isn't there that kid in class who's called Stiles? He's really not sure what a Stiles is, so maybe that's the strangest of the names he's ever heard. He watches Finnick on the swings and how much fun he's having. Isaac's having fun too, he is, but he's more reserved about it.

There's a worried part of him that doesn't want it to end. "What other kind of games do you like to play?" he asks, finally feeling a little braver.