as I hold my soul all the music pours out
“Guilty,” Falke freely admits, as he wets a finger and uses it to pick up the crumbs left by the first bite. The Fixer is smiling, clearly taken with the simple pleasures right now. “However, if you haven’t had one of Mags’ scones, you really are missing out.”
Or not, as the case may be. Thought this pastry is smile-worthy, it isn’t what prompts The Fixer’s easy smile as he looks up at Finn. A very different Finn than the one he last saw - this version of him looks healthy and dare he guess, happy? Perhaps that is yet to be determined, but it puts the good doctor’s heart at ease to see his patient doing so well.
“Not a problem. I heard they have a unicorn in there right now, is that true?” As a healer, he has a natural fascination with the creatures, even though they do use magic. Mags comes over and asks Finn if he wants anything to eat or drink, which allows Falke the time to pull a new notebook out of his bag along with a pen and then adjust things accordingly on the table so that all is within easy reach.
Or not, as the case may be. Thought this pastry is smile-worthy, it isn’t what prompts The Fixer’s easy smile as he looks up at Finn. A very different Finn than the one he last saw - this version of him looks healthy and dare he guess, happy? Perhaps that is yet to be determined, but it puts the good doctor’s heart at ease to see his patient doing so well.
“Not a problem. I heard they have a unicorn in there right now, is that true?” As a healer, he has a natural fascination with the creatures, even though they do use magic. Mags comes over and asks Finn if he wants anything to eat or drink, which allows Falke the time to pull a new notebook out of his bag along with a pen and then adjust things accordingly on the table so that all is within easy reach.
THE 'FIXER'
the greatest fear I've ever kept is dying with regrets
