"You worry too much, Finnick," she said gently, softly chastising. "You'll be a wonderful father. I know you will. Do you know how I know? Because you care so much. Because it matters to you whether or not you're a good father."
To her, that said more than just about anything could.
"We'll figure out the diapers," she said, confidently. "Maybe you're right that we'll need more. I've never had a baby before. But...it'll work. Because we'll make it work, you know?"