FINN
and into the forest i go,
Calm and controlled as Cian may be, Finn has worked with the Eye for long enough that he knows that the more still and the more casual he appears, the more trouble is brewing. He holds up a hand to decline the offer of a cigarette, knowing better than to try and attempt to smoke in the presence of the other man. Finn will choke on a good day, let alone now. (Take that however you please).
They both watch everything other than each other, and something like a smile lifts one side of Finn's mouth as the Eye's words hit him. "Well, neither of us are drinking currently. There is still time," he remarks. Eventually he gathers himself to look across at Cian, honest confusion clouding his features. "I didn't expect you to come all the way to Torchline."
They both watch everything other than each other, and something like a smile lifts one side of Finn's mouth as the Eye's words hit him. "Well, neither of us are drinking currently. There is still time," he remarks. Eventually he gathers himself to look across at Cian, honest confusion clouding his features. "I didn't expect you to come all the way to Torchline."
to lose my mind and find my soul
