Finnick leaned back against the wall behind the bed, making himself comfortable again as Katniss rearranged herself beside him. He squeezed her hand when she took his in turn. It reminded him of when she had offered to hold his hand while his arm was being stitched up. Unexpected, but appreciated all the same.
"We could just stare sharing a bed," Finnick said with a grin. "Start a scandal."
There really wasn't any denying, however, that their nightmares seemed easier to deal with when they were together. Maybe even less frequent. Coming from the Quarter Quell, being in a new world, it all meant that he had to find new ways to cope. Other victors had always been a part of it his process before. So it probably wasn't surprising to find that it would be a helpful solution again.