Theo shrugged. He was clearly less enthused about me being there than even I was, but again, I wasn't really in any position to turn down hospitality at the time, welcome or not.
I sat quietly at the table while the family chattered on about their day. It had been a couple hours since I'd left the castle and there was no sign of Finnick. What if my father had hurt him? What if he was laying on the floor with nobody to help him? Or, hell, maybe I just wasn't worth the search?












