The mention of brothers makes Finnick look away again, staring once more at the stretch of water before them. Kai had been only twenty-four -- exactly the age Finnick is now -- when Finnick's actions had gotten him killed. Despite how hard Finnick's tried to forget, not a day goes by where he succeeds.

"So you're a Low King?" Finnick asks, fighting to keep his smile strong, to show nothing of the age-old guilt twisting his gut. "Are there other levels of king, as well? Left King and Right King, maybe? Slightly Adjacent King? Around the Corner King? Third King from the Bottom?