FINN
the spyglass
I’ll take the long way ‘round
Quite why he’s relieved to hear that Deimos isn’t there is beyond Finn; he thinks it might be something to do with the sudden social anxiety that flares with the prospect of entertaining.
Regardless, the sound of Amalia’s voice he jumps a bit, turning as if surprised to find her back so soon, and he smiles a little and nods in response to her question. ”I have plates,” he says, moving to get a couple of them from the small cupboard nearby.
”Oh - here.” Straightening up, he also retrieves the scarf from where it’s been folded carefully atop a stack of other clothes, offering it out to her. ”Thanks again, for lending it to me.” Lending, slipping it under his head while he was asleep; the usual.
”I can get us some tea as well, if you’d like.”
Regardless, the sound of Amalia’s voice he jumps a bit, turning as if surprised to find her back so soon, and he smiles a little and nods in response to her question. ”I have plates,” he says, moving to get a couple of them from the small cupboard nearby.
”Oh - here.” Straightening up, he also retrieves the scarf from where it’s been folded carefully atop a stack of other clothes, offering it out to her. ”Thanks again, for lending it to me.” Lending, slipping it under his head while he was asleep; the usual.
”I can get us some tea as well, if you’d like.”
I’ll find my own way down
