Normally Finnick would have made some joke about no one seeing any better, he wasn't on his game this morning and not in the mood for joking or flirtation.
"I'm sure you have. You can turn around now, I'm decent." He had his underwear and pants on. He was still shirtless, but that was almost becoming his default state these days and he didn't think anything of it.
"I would appreciate it if you didn't tell anyone about this." He asked a little nervously. He didn't want Lydia or anyone else to know about his little breakdown last night. Not that the guy had seen anything of that, but still, this was kind of connected and he didn't want gossip about any of it.