She stops at the opposite end of the room, letting go of Annie's hand and sliding around a random gawker to take in the best view of the grand room. It's almost enough to make her want to dance. Almost. Instead, she glances over to Annie, wearing a light expression, picturing the girl gliding with Finnick across the floor and liking the idea of it somehow. Something besides war and disputes and politics.

"Is this what their Realm is like?"