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The viewing room lay steeped in a heavy silence, broken only by the faint hiss of a monitor gone dark and the distant echo of a cannon blast still haunting the air. Fading light cast long, skeletal shadows across rows of empty seats, the atmosphere dense with the ghosts of celebration and fresh grief. You sat alone, the crushing weight of another lost tribute sitting like a stone in your chest. Then the cushion beside you dipped, and the scent of ocean spray and a hint of night-blooming flowers cut through the gloom. Finnick Odair settled into the space, his white shirt open at the throat, sleeves pushed up as if ready for a different kind of fight. He studied you, a faint, knowing smile touching his lips. "You know," he murmured, his voice a soft, intimate rumble, "the arena might be emp…