Amanda & Finnick
The bonfire last week had been kind of a disaster for Finnick. He had freaked out so much over Charles' revelation that he had barely noticed that Amanda was sitting next to him, nor had he noticed them growing unusually close. So when he came to this week's bonfire, while the disaster of last week was still somewhat on his mind, he didn't associated Amanda with it.
He'd just avoided Charles all week. He wasn't terribly angry with him, although he did wish that Charles had said something sooner, he understood why he hadn't. Finnick could hardly blame Charles for having a power he'd been born with, but that didn't mean he was completely comfortable around him either.
He saw Amanda sitting alone and he decided to go and chat with her for a bit. He hadn't really talked to her much lately, and she was on his mind right now because he'd been working on the chess set. He walked over to her with a casual smile. "Is this seat taken?" He asked, indicating the patch of sand next to her.