[Finnick snaps at him suddenly, shackles metaphorically raised at the mention of the party. He looks Doctor up and down, taking a step back. He speaks in an angry, suspicious hiss.]
I thought that kind of violence was reserved for people outside the label.
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[Finnick snaps at him suddenly, shackles metaphorically raised at the mention of the party. He looks Doctor up and down, taking a step back. He speaks in an angry, suspicious hiss.]
I thought that kind of violence was reserved for people outside the label.