Finch nods gravely at the terms of the deal, genuinely touched that they’re granting him a piece of Boaty’s magnificent haul. An impressed bark of laughter escapes him at Calan’s(? Probably? He still can’t tell), stipulation. It wasn’t a loophole that had come to mind considering his clients in this contract were children, but it’s an intelligent stipulation to include. Maybe they had more street smarts than Finch gave them credit for. Or not — he still remembers a swallowed orange peel and plenty of retching.
“Deal,” Finch says with all the gravity of a serious negotiation. He turns on a heel and jerks his head towards where he came from, a craggy entrance in an unassuming crack above a slimy puddle of somenting he doesn’t want to think about. He’s not planning on intentionally taking the slipperiest, most uncomfortable route possible in order to deter the twins, but he imagines the Fingers will do that work for him.
“The nearest entrance I know of is this way,” He explains conversationally, trying not to come off like he’s instructing or leading the stubborn baby thieves. “Once we’re in I’ll show you where to find the Cant on the walls.” He certainly wouldn’t be showing them how to identify entrances to the Fingers, but would at least leave them equipped enough so if they ended up without him they wouldn’t get lost.
Maybe while they were down there he’d finagle them into using their quick, thin fingers to try Jack’s next cache he needed to try. If they lost one, it would certainly be a deterrent for a life of crime.
“Deal,” Finch says with all the gravity of a serious negotiation. He turns on a heel and jerks his head towards where he came from, a craggy entrance in an unassuming crack above a slimy puddle of somenting he doesn’t want to think about. He’s not planning on intentionally taking the slipperiest, most uncomfortable route possible in order to deter the twins, but he imagines the Fingers will do that work for him.
“The nearest entrance I know of is this way,” He explains conversationally, trying not to come off like he’s instructing or leading the stubborn baby thieves. “Once we’re in I’ll show you where to find the Cant on the walls.” He certainly wouldn’t be showing them how to identify entrances to the Fingers, but would at least leave them equipped enough so if they ended up without him they wouldn’t get lost.
Maybe while they were down there he’d finagle them into using their quick, thin fingers to try Jack’s next cache he needed to try. If they lost one, it would certainly be a deterrent for a life of crime.
