Finnick and Stiles
Finnick had gone to see Malia, Stiles, and the babies shorty after they were born, but other than that he hadn't seen them much lately. He hadn't be avoiding them, exactly, but he knew that giving the babies away would be very difficult. There was nothing he could say to make it easier for them, and a very real chance that in his enthusiasm over being a father shortly himself, he would inadvertently say something to make it worse. He had decided that the best thing was just to give them some privacy to make the difficult choice.
He was really glad to see them out socializing again and especially to see Stiles at the party. "Thanks, man." He said with a wide grin. "I couldn't have done it without a ton of help from a bunch of people, Scott most of all. He has almost as much time invested in this place as I do. And we both learned a lot from the process too. I had some skills from helping my dad build things and repair boats back in District 4, but until now I'd never built anything larger than a shed by myself, so this was a big, kind of scary job when we started. But I'm pretty happy with how it turned out and we can definitely put what we've learned to use in the future building other things."