Without really intending to, Katniss smiled. She'd been alright the last few days-- out in the woods, going through the motions of setting snares and taking aim, walking silently with her thoughts, listening to the sounds of the animals around her, some more familiar than others. But they hadn't been her woods, and in some ways that had been more disconcerting than comforting. It had just driven home how far from anything recognizable she really was. Even the familiar smell of her father's hunting jacket and the hum of Beetee's bow in her hands hadn't really made up for it.
But she didn't really realize it until she was back in the apartment, and saw Finnick. If anyone had told her, even right before she'd come here, that she'd ever be so glad to see Finnick Odair, she would have thought they were crazy. But she'd missed him, and she could pretend that it was just about survival, about being able to sleep better when someone else was nearby, but even she knew it'd be a lie. He'd somehow taken in a place in her life that she'd desperately needed, a void filled by uncomplicated friendship and trust as a confidant. On impulse, having decided to do it even a little bit before he opened his arms in invitation, she threw her arms around him and hugged him tightly.
She didn't even bother feeling embarrassed about the show of emotion, because somehow she knew he'd missed her, too. He must have. No matter how good a face he put on it, this place was hell to deal with alone. For either of them.
"It's cold out there," she said, when she let go. "I came back a little early to keep from freezing to death." Reaching for her game bag, she slung it back over her shoulder and headed for the kitchen. "I brought back some food." It wasn't as much as she would have normally liked, for the times when whatever she brought down in the woods was the food that kept them alive. There was a lot of food here, but not quite as readily available as it had been for the tributes in the Capitol, and it was expensive. Not that the game she'd caught had been free, either, since there had been the cost of transportation both ways. Nothing was free in this city, apparently-- but then again, nothing and no one had been free in her home world, either. At least here the cost was monetary.