Well, Finnick is here. He's not particularly thrilled about it, but he does have to spend at least a little time socializing with people who aren't sixteen or he'll break something, so here he is in his brand new hero suit. It's a very tasteful looking thing - complete with golden scale armour that serves to protect and look good. It still feels a little silly, but it's not too bad now that he's with other costumed heroes.

That was another motivation for showing up to this thing. He's only just beginning to grasp this entire culture of superheroes and he figures throwing himself into the middle of the whole ordeal will help him adjust.

So he'll be milling about, inconspicuously observing and striking up conversations whenever he feels comfortable enough to do so. Pretending he belongs, looking a lot more happy to be here than he actually is, the whole song and dance.