we don't even ask for happiness; just a little less pain
"I don't know if I can." Finn wiggles the toes of one bare foot. The other set of toes wiggles too, but it's about five feet away. He's stopped bleeding since Remi stepped beneath the waterfall, though, something which is simultaneously a relief and somewhat worrying. Has Remi helped? Or is it because Finn is more subconsciously wary of the alchemist than the thing in the cave?
With a huff of a sigh, the Spyglass uses his remaining arm to try and scrabble his way up the cave wall, hopping eventually to his feet. "Do I know you?" he wonders. For there is no fear, at present, not wrapped so deeply in nightmares as Finn undoubtedly is. This is the time after the trauma, for him - he's too well wrapped in his own defenses to panic now. "Where are we?"
With a huff of a sigh, the Spyglass uses his remaining arm to try and scrabble his way up the cave wall, hopping eventually to his feet. "Do I know you?" he wonders. For there is no fear, at present, not wrapped so deeply in nightmares as Finn undoubtedly is. This is the time after the trauma, for him - he's too well wrapped in his own defenses to panic now. "Where are we?"
FINN
