awareness is the enemy of sanity
”You’re free to believe what you like,” Finn mutters, though he does agree that laying down is preferable. Straightening up and ensuring he has his bearings, he makes sure to grab the paper bag en route, though he doesn’t take his medicine just yet. Falling asleep on Remi mid-conversation is the sort of thing he’s exactly likely to do in his current state, without any additional help.
Hissing in a sharp breath as he eases himself down onto the bed, Finn settles back into the pillows and regards the Alchemist with weary eyes. He doesn’t expect the volunteering of information, wondering if Remi feels like he has to respond in kind to what the Spyglass has given. ”I’m sorry to hear that,” he says softly. ”It’s in a few days from what I can recall. Fiat Lux, I mean. What was her name...?”
Hissing in a sharp breath as he eases himself down onto the bed, Finn settles back into the pillows and regards the Alchemist with weary eyes. He doesn’t expect the volunteering of information, wondering if Remi feels like he has to respond in kind to what the Spyglass has given. ”I’m sorry to hear that,” he says softly. ”It’s in a few days from what I can recall. Fiat Lux, I mean. What was her name...?”
for once you hear the screaming
it never stops
FINN
