you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
They have been back in Stormbreak for a couple of days now. Everest has reunited with Mateo, they have taken a look around the Pacifist Plaza, and they have selected an apartment above a bakery, which naturally makes for a very cozy atmosphere indeed. Still, even though he awakens (that's a technical term, he didn't sleep) to the smell of freshly baked bread, it's on silent, bare feet that Finn approaches the windows.
Drawing back a curtain, he finds himself staring down and into the Pacifist Plaza as though he doesn't recognise the place at all. His glasses are still tucked away in his belongings somewhere, but he swears he can see something out of the corner of his eye anyway. It's probably the lack of sleep, in all honesty; the trek through The Climb and then through Torchline took more mental fortitude than he had given it credit.
He ought to go back to sleep, or at least to try. But instead, because it is Finn, he heads to the kitchen instead to make a pot of coffee.
Drawing back a curtain, he finds himself staring down and into the Pacifist Plaza as though he doesn't recognise the place at all. His glasses are still tucked away in his belongings somewhere, but he swears he can see something out of the corner of his eye anyway. It's probably the lack of sleep, in all honesty; the trek through The Climb and then through Torchline took more mental fortitude than he had given it credit.
He ought to go back to sleep, or at least to try. But instead, because it is Finn, he heads to the kitchen instead to make a pot of coffee.
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
