Standing in the sunlight laughing, Hiding behind a rainbow's wall
The trip is instant, but that doesn't mean it isn't without discomfort. You're not used to travelling by compass and you find the experience nearly as jarring as flying on Ronin's cloud had been. It doesn't help at all that you're both trying to hold onto Finn in case you need to roll him over if he vomits, but also touch him as little as possible knowing what his preferences are. It's a line that you're walking poorly just now, erring on the side of too much contact. Falke can sort out the mental trauma your hands might inflict on this flighty man, but you're going to make damn sure he doesn't choke on his own saliva up until that point.
You're outside of Finn's door (it's only your second time using one of these things; that you're in the right wing of the tower at all is a gods-damned miracle), slumped over Finn just as you had been on the side of the volcano. "Finn?" You whisper. No one really comes up this way (hence why Finn's apartment is here, no doubt), but still you don't want to try unnecessary attention to the two of you. "Finn." You prompt again, a hand on his cheek to try and bring his head level from where its slumped against his shoulder.
You're outside of Finn's door (it's only your second time using one of these things; that you're in the right wing of the tower at all is a gods-damned miracle), slumped over Finn just as you had been on the side of the volcano. "Finn?" You whisper. No one really comes up this way (hence why Finn's apartment is here, no doubt), but still you don't want to try unnecessary attention to the two of you. "Finn." You prompt again, a hand on his cheek to try and bring his head level from where its slumped against his shoulder.
October
