"So, what?" Terry looks at Finnick, frowning. Almost like he's disappointed-- he shouldn't be, he doesn't even know Finnick, but he can't help feeling like there should be some other feeling than being resigned to all this. "We just sit in our rooms and pretend that nothing's happening? Like we're not all having these fucking hallucinations or being brainwashed into murder or whatever the fuck else is going on?"

He should be angry! Everyone should be angry! How can he just sit there like this is just someone's dad telling him to stay away from his daughter?