[She fell silent at that, particular as the next page came upon a name that...well, she hadn't known Finnick. Not personally. But she knew what the guy had meant to Jack, if his continued loyalty to the fish shop were any indication.]
[For once, she had no comments to make. It wasn't her place right then. Sure, she had helped Jack out at the shop once or twice...but this memory was all his. He could choose to say something, or remain quiet until he turned to the next name.]
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[For once, she had no comments to make. It wasn't her place right then. Sure, she had helped Jack out at the shop once or twice...but this memory was all his. He could choose to say something, or remain quiet until he turned to the next name.]