"Probably," Finnick murmurs, feeling a little awkward. He isn't used to being saved or healed or fussed over, aside from when Mags used to do it. He was usually on the other end of things, and he feels almost... Guilty, for Night Sky needing to tend to him, for making Levi upset... Even though that guilt doesn't make much sense, since it's not like he brought this upon himself.

"Yeah, I think so. She took good care of it all. Even whipped me up a painkiller since she can basically make any plant drug." Night Sky and her endless well of caring, doting, affection, and agonizing worry.