"Bullshit," Effy laughed, although she made quick work of the rope, muscle memory already formed from all of the times that she and Finnick had spent whiling away the afternoon. In spite of having known each other for a relatively short amount of time, it'd been incredibly easy to fall into a sort of rapport with Finnick. He never pushed too much. Never asked for answers that Effy didn't have. When she was unsure, all else fell to silence, and the two of them would practice knots.

A part of her couldn't wait to return to the first island, if only so she could let him know that all of their work hadn't gone to waste.

"We should check out the stuff anyway. Not like it's any use to anyone just rotting out here," Effy concluded, somehow unafraid of the implications of the abandoned materials, giving the rope another tug before glancing Kate's way and pointing at the knot. "See if you can undo this so I know if I need to try again."