Crazy isn't a term Finnick tends to use lightly and he doesn't think it applies to this girl, marbles or not. After all, Finnick has his own nightmares to contend with. At least his tend to stay relegated to the night.
Curling his fingers around the marbles, he smiles easily. "I hear that happens a lot," he says before motioning at the scatter of remaining marbles, some of which are disappearing into the sand with every fresh wave. "Does it always leave such a mess?"
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Date: 2012-01-28 09:49 pm (UTC)Curling his fingers around the marbles, he smiles easily. "I hear that happens a lot," he says before motioning at the scatter of remaining marbles, some of which are disappearing into the sand with every fresh wave. "Does it always leave such a mess?"