"You know I won't tell you," she says honestly. She's not very good with getting gifts, or asking for things. She's always tried to be self-sufficient, and she already relies on Finnick for so much.

"I saw the harp. That'd be beautiful by the window." Annie was actually a harpist, of all the instruments to play, of course she took the one that absolutely dwarfed her tiny body. That, and piano. But music was calming and gave her something to focus on. Her need for perfection kept her learning, kept her practicing, until she could play pieces with her eyes closed and backwards.

She likes his apartment, anyway. It's nice to have another safe spot to go to, when she couldn't be in her flat.

"Do not buy me the harp."