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on an upcoming event at Abax and plans for dear Finnick :'|
... She's going to punch her way through my chest. And then I will come back blind for a week. You and I, mundane, should have a sweet, private conversation on the sorts of torture I approve of.
[A long, painful silence.] At least Johanna will be safe.
[A long, painful silence.] At least Johanna will be safe.

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Look, he's trying to pretend that you're not about to rip his insides out soon, because the thought is... horrible. Completely horrible.]
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'Sweet, private conversation'?
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