my demons, though quiet, are never quite silenced
Despite himself, Finn's feet are already trying to get him out of there, and so when Amalia admits that she'd like him to stay, the Spyglass has to force himself back into place. Clearing his throat, he rakes a hand back through unruly curls and makes himself straighten up, to look at least something like the man who is part of the Order, who can be trusted with things. "Alright," he says.
"Did... are you here on purpose?" He gestures to the stacks of books around there. It's a peculiar part of the Archive, specific to old texts about the Voice and anything they might know about Ascended. Based on the fact that Amalia knew the names of many of those returned, he's unsure if she's trying to find more information.
"Did... are you here on purpose?" He gestures to the stacks of books around there. It's a peculiar part of the Archive, specific to old texts about the Voice and anything they might know about Ascended. Based on the fact that Amalia knew the names of many of those returned, he's unsure if she's trying to find more information.
FINN