you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
Finn has never seen Remi this way, and it unsettles him more than the aloof man with great, wide wings, than the pensive inventor hurling stones into the sea, than the force of nature pulling earth to his whims. He doesn’t move to help as Remi gets to his feet; it doesn’t feel right, and he shifts uncomfortably as he watches and waits for the Alchemist to speak. ”I can find out,” he says of the children’s parents, turning to head towards the aforementioned spot, trusting the other man to follow.
He doesn’t know who Jack is, but he keeps it in mind nonetheless, and as they approach the covered area they are lucky in that only a couple of workers remain, wiling out the rain before heading home. At the sight of their Governor, Finn doesn’t even need to speak; they stand and nod brusquely, getting on their way.
Unsure quite how to feel about that, he stands aside so that Remi might set the children down. ”Are you alright?”
He doesn’t know who Jack is, but he keeps it in mind nonetheless, and as they approach the covered area they are lucky in that only a couple of workers remain, wiling out the rain before heading home. At the sight of their Governor, Finn doesn’t even need to speak; they stand and nod brusquely, getting on their way.
Unsure quite how to feel about that, he stands aside so that Remi might set the children down. ”Are you alright?”
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
