Finnick is halfway out of his chair before he stops, brow furrowing at how quickly Faye shakes her head, feeling suddenly powerless to help her.

But at least that's something he's grown more accustomed to lately.

And then she locks in that one missing piece and it all makes sense. Finnick's eyes go wide and, for a second he nearly laughs. "You're pregnant? That's- I mean. Wow. That's... wow. Congratulations?"