Falke
It would be odd for Finn to know everything that Falke does; the scope and breadth of his Fixing and tinkering, the amount of doctor-patient confidentiality he must maintain, the levels at which he casually appears to do things. No, of course he wouldn’t know. He dodges that small statement and lifts the cup to his lips, blowing ever so gently on the liquid within, feeling the steam drift up to his brow. “The same. A little quieter, perhaps, but the energy is still there. Many anticipate your returns.” ‘Your’ being Finn, Dorian, and Cian with news from the outside.
Potentially very big news. Even he finds himself quite curious.
“Tell me about Torchline,” Falke begins with a tentative sip, as if this were a normal conversation. “Is it everything you expected?” Radiating a calm energy that might ordinarily be beyond his years, he begins to ease into the conversation, like he has many times before.
Potentially very big news. Even he finds himself quite curious.
“Tell me about Torchline,” Falke begins with a tentative sip, as if this were a normal conversation. “Is it everything you expected?” Radiating a calm energy that might ordinarily be beyond his years, he begins to ease into the conversation, like he has many times before.
oh we're human, only human
like a moth to a flame, flickering so dangerously
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