Finnick & Bucky
"Ah. That makes sense that it'd be a valuable pet to have on a boat. My mom had grown up on a farm and she said they had cats in the barn for mice too. That they had to work for their food as well." Living like they were now, he could understand that. However, he wanted living things to nurture and love, and chickens seemed the most useful for that purpose since they could eat the eggs without hurting them.
The next bit caught him off guard. Bucky quickly looked around and listened to make sure Steve wasn't nearby at the moment. Damn, he hadn't expected Finnick to ask him that. He wasn't sure if he should say something, Chloe was so nice, he didn't want to cause any problems. After the bath with Pepper and kissing Finnick at the bonfire he had been thinking about sex a bit, which was strange for him. He'd shied away from it in his mind ever since he had his mind under his own control again.
Bucky nodded, looking down, then away in reply. It was true for both questions, but he wasn't sure he was ready to say it out loud.