[ Finnick waves from the boat, laughing at Haymitch despite himself. ]

We wouldn't expect you to!

[ He turns his attention back to the ship, the people sober enough to be on it. They seem fine, for the most part — Johanna's scowling, which means she's not gone, which means she's doing okay. He has no idea how he's supposed to sail and be preoccupied with all their well-being at the same time, but that's what captains do. He tries not to think of Four as he glances over his shoulder again at the retreating island. ]

If we're lucky, you guys won't have to do anything. Just try not to rock the boat.