CIAN
the eye
If Cian feels the hate warbling off of Finn, he doesn't comment on it. But he does sense it, and it's almost like a smouldering declaration of a mark perfectly hit. "Glad to hear it." The Eye remarks, clapping Finn on the back despite sounding anything other than pleased. Whatever he knows, whatever he senses, it would take an entirely blind-eye not to be able to predict what will happen sending Finn to paddle in Amalia's wake.
Cian isn't one for small talk, and if Finn is, Cian's stoic silence shuts it down. To say they walked in companionable silence though would be a grave mistake. Instead they move through the frostbitten tundra like ghosts swaddled in fine clothing and stern expressions.
~FINn
Cian isn't one for small talk, and if Finn is, Cian's stoic silence shuts it down. To say they walked in companionable silence though would be a grave mistake. Instead they move through the frostbitten tundra like ghosts swaddled in fine clothing and stern expressions.
~FINn
