[Cinna comes out of the bedroom, his network device gingerly in his teeth. Setting it down, he heads over to Finnick, sniffing at the man's... woman's... whatever - the hand. He's getting used to this scent thing, especially since his vision is... so different from what he's used to.
He gives a chuffing, huffing sound and jumps back, heading to a large-ish canvas bag near the couch. The clothes are inside.]
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He gives a chuffing, huffing sound and jumps back, heading to a large-ish canvas bag near the couch. The clothes are inside.]