FINN
and into the forest i go,
”Mm,” Finn agrees, though whether his thoughts are on how Amalia came into her demigod-hood or whethe he’s merely thinking of the woman behind the title of Shield is woolly at best. ”This is the first chosen by Vi in a long time, according to the research I have done. Though I imagine you would likely have a more accurate view on things, no?” The topic has clearly softened to one that the Spyglass finds less intrusive or awkward, and he even offers Gideon a small smile for his welcome to the Temple. ”Perhaps we will talk more there soon, then.”
Ah, but then Cian comes up, and everything about Finn seems to stiffen and sharpen, as if the Eye might be watching even now. (And really, he might be - he has no idea what the man knows and how far his reach extends.) ”I am not close to Cian,” he tells him frankly. ”His motivations are the same as every Eye who has come before him. To see the Order succeed in its goal.”
Ah, but then Cian comes up, and everything about Finn seems to stiffen and sharpen, as if the Eye might be watching even now. (And really, he might be - he has no idea what the man knows and how far his reach extends.) ”I am not close to Cian,” he tells him frankly. ”His motivations are the same as every Eye who has come before him. To see the Order succeed in its goal.”
to lose my mind and find my soul
