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LEIA WORKED TIRELESSLY WITH FINNICK TO GATHER SPONSORS. It was something that she did every year to try and give her Tributes the best chance that they could have. However, it was weirdly easy this time because she was alongside Finnick Odair. He was extremely attractive and charismatic, which made him very popular with the women and some of the men.
He knew exactly how to read them and work them. He'd flash them a flirty smile that made him look irresistible before pushing their hair behind their ears so whispering something in their ear. The way that some of the people looked at him disgusted Leia, though. There would be fifty-year-old women fawning over a boy that was seventeen, and she remembered those same people doing the same thing when he was fourteen.
However, their efforts were in vain, and both of the District 4 Tributes unfortunately died, both of them killed by the Careers. One of them was really close to the end, but they did not quite make it. Leia found Finnick sitting in her spot on the roof, and she kneeled in front of him.
"Finnick, it's not your fault," she informed him because it really wasn't. He did the best he could, and that was all anyone could ask for. It was clearly bothering the hell out of him because he wouldn't even look at her. He did not want to look up and see a disappointment expression on her face.
But there wasn't one. She was actually extremely proud that he gave so much to those kids, but he did not feel that way. He voice was low and close to breaking. "I didn't teach them like I should've, and they paid the price with their lives."
"You can learn from your mistakes and do better next time," she explained, and when he was still staring at the ground, she place the knuckle of her pointed finger under his chin and tilted his face up so that his eyes met hers. She needed him to know how serious she was. "And you did not fail them. You believed in them, and that is more than a lot of the other Mentors can say. The Games are cruel, and you did everything that you could."
"How am I going to go through this every year?" he asked, and his eyes were begging her to fix it, to make everything better. He needed eher to say that she would never leave his side during times like these, that she would always be there, even though it was not possible.
