Yup, alright, that answer was about what Finch anticipated, no surprises there. "You got it boss," He shoots out, grin still laissez-faire and loose, gleeful as a summer's breeze on a hot day. He doesn't know why he takes such pleasure in poking bears and sticking his fingers where they don't belong; one of these days, a digit's going to be bitten off and he'll be ruing his sharp tongue and lack of common sense, but for now, it feels like taking whatever bits of freedom he can when he can get them. And it was fun. With one last sarcastic salute, Finch disappears from the belowdecks, still completely silent under the thudding of his hammering heart.
As he promised, he peeks into the note Jack handed him for Murphy, only a little disappointed it wasn't a colorful threat promising to make use of his innards for ink and rather a strange scrawl between the familiar figures of Thieves' Cant and some sort of pirate-y shorthand he was too lawful (hah) to understand. He passes it to Murphy with a wink and an offer that he's up for some fun before returning to Torchline. Murphy, enthusiastically and completely surprising, gives no response and takes the note with a lack of reaction that just sends Finch grinning and plotting what he'll say next.
He'll sweet-talk his way onto some ship back, saving his precious coins for the tavern that night, and land in Torchline with a new mission, a new adventure, and a new dagger to his throat. It was a good thing he knows how to swim.
[FIN]
As he promised, he peeks into the note Jack handed him for Murphy, only a little disappointed it wasn't a colorful threat promising to make use of his innards for ink and rather a strange scrawl between the familiar figures of Thieves' Cant and some sort of pirate-y shorthand he was too lawful (hah) to understand. He passes it to Murphy with a wink and an offer that he's up for some fun before returning to Torchline. Murphy, enthusiastically and completely surprising, gives no response and takes the note with a lack of reaction that just sends Finch grinning and plotting what he'll say next.
He'll sweet-talk his way onto some ship back, saving his precious coins for the tavern that night, and land in Torchline with a new mission, a new adventure, and a new dagger to his throat. It was a good thing he knows how to swim.
[FIN]
