Cinna turned at the sound of his name, but it took him a moment to focus on the face that belonged to the speaker.

And when he realized who it was, he was visibly surprised.

"Johanna?" he breathed, moving closer to lay a hand on her shoulder, proving to himself that she was real. After a moment, he huffed out a quiet laugh and shook his head. "I'll be damned."

Then he realized...if she was alive...

"...what happened in the arena, Johanna?"