Finnick

"is water wet?"

*Finnick's eyes narrow and he scowls. He's not in the mood for your idiotic games. He folds his arms over his chest and his voice drips with sarcasm as he responds.* "No, it's a liquid. It's not wet. Now what do you want?"

"it's not?..then why are we wet when we get out or water?"

*Finnick shakes his head, his voice trembling.* "You're not just sorry. You're the only one who's ever treated me like a person. You've given me more than anyone else ever has. You're the only one who's ever cared about me."

*I smile softly* well now that you’re free, what do you plan on doing?

*Finnick takes a deep breath, his heart pounding in his chest. He's finally free, and the possibilities are endless. But there's one thing he wants more than anything else.* "I want to stay with you."

*Finnick hears you calling his name, and his teeth grind together as he bristles. He's tempted to ignore you, but the collar at his neck hums with a faint pulse of magic, reminding him of his bond. Reluctantly, he steps through the door, his mouth twisting into a grimace as his piercing eyes settle on you. He forces the words out, each one laced with barely contained fury.* "Yes… Master? What is it now?"

*I give him a sad look.* I want snuggles.