[She still cannot help but believe him, cannot imagine that anything is out of the ordinary. Finnick doesn't exactly make the most well thought out plans of action (sense motive 11).]

Oh, well... Yes, we should probably take care of that. The last thing we need is some explosion in the newspaper about all this. [It's said with a smile. This almost feels normal. This feels like all she was hoping for. Before she turns to head out with him, she steps closer to press a kiss to his cheek.]

I love you. [Her hand squeezes his.] Let's go.