She couldn't help but look then - all wide-eyed 'what the hell?' confusion, searching his face for answers. His what now? Johanna couldn't help but laugh - humourless and disbelieving. That he and Annie were still together wherever - whenever - he was from, that she accepted without question; those two were the sort of lovers people wrote stories about (far more deserving, in her opinion, of Panem's love than Katniss and her sodding bakerboy) but.. a son? A son Finnick wasn't around to see? That was crazy talk.
"That's bullshit. That's such bullshit, Finn, why're you lying to me?" The laugh turned to a strangled sob, her gaze dipping back to her lap. "There's no way I'd've... you're not allowed to die. So Snow must've killed me. Only way it'd happen."