There were a handful of options. Finnick weighed them all and went with the one that made it look most like he was keeping it together. He nodded, lips thinned to a line, and just let things lie there.
Of course he'd help Annie, if he could figure out how. There was no way to unsee the Cornucopia once you'd dreamed through it, unfortunately. "This is personal. You don't have to answer, but how are you guys dealing with -- well, the bad parts?"