She blinked up at the second voice, glancing from Gale to Johanna and back, just in case she was seeing things, but the other woman got a flicker of a smile, and a roll of her shoulders, arms lifting just a little in a weak mockery of wings. She gave a rough call that was more crow than mockingjay, but being a crow, burned black, suited her more now than being The Mockingjay ever had.
"Turning into a regular reunion around here." She said by way of actual greeting.