my demons, though quiet, are never quite silenced
One might suggest that even twirling the banana on its stick is suggestive enough - it's certainly enough for Finn to hurriedly avert his eyes, the ex-Spyglass clearing his throat as if the bubbles from his water have suddenly become stuck there. "Mm...? How do you mean?" he asks of the strange weather going on down on the coast. For Finn's part, much of his Flowerbirth has been spent traversing the world to get back to Stormbreak. And he'd been much too world-weary to notice anything off with Torchline as they'd boarded the skyboat home.
Not unlike Tal, Finn is also comfortable discussing topics that are expected of small talk. He isn't a fan of it in general, but knowing the social lines he's meant to walk is no bad thing. "No, Stormbreak has reacted pretty much as expected," he says with a small shake of his head. "I wonder if this is something we ought to worry about, with the war on its way..."
Not unlike Tal, Finn is also comfortable discussing topics that are expected of small talk. He isn't a fan of it in general, but knowing the social lines he's meant to walk is no bad thing. "No, Stormbreak has reacted pretty much as expected," he says with a small shake of his head. "I wonder if this is something we ought to worry about, with the war on its way..."
FINN
