Cho's grin widens, and she hurries through the underbrush to Finnick's side. "Where? Show me. Are they scattering because of our voices, or are they so desensitized to noise that they just don't care?" That's just as interesting to her, really. Well, almost as interesting. She leans out over the water, eager for the glimpse of something familiar, something that will feel a little bit like home.