what's a queen without her king?
You can't help but snort at that, nearly spilling your tea. Covering your mouth quickly to hide your smile, you nonetheless shoot Falke a dirty look. "Can you even imagine?" You say of Dorian cleaning anything, much less toilets. Rolling your eyes at the Fixer's assessment of the Orator's motives—spot on, of course—you just shrug. "Oh, he tried to say something about needing to gauge his performance in matters of a sexual nature. I told him that as a high ranking member of the order, only Doctor Guildenstern would be skilled enough for such things." You say with a wink, blowing on your tea. "I offered to pencil him in, but he couldn't make up his mind about his schedule." You add with a mischevious chuckle to yourself.
As the subject turns to Finn, your expression becomes much more serious and concerned. Sometimes you worry that your level of attention for the Spyglass suggests you don't think that he's capable of taking care of himself. And while that certainly isn't true...on some level, you think it actually is. "Looks like him?" You repeat, wondering what that has to do with anything. "He didn't mention anything to me." Both you and Falke work with Finn in very different capacities. That the Spyglass didn't mention this demigod encounter to you could mean nothing. Or, to someone like Falke who has more insight, it might not.
"Non order reasons?" You frown deeply at that. Finn...seems to lack the basic skills that lets one meander through social situations. He gets lost in them. At least the work he does provides some sort of structure. To wander away from that though? "Do you think it's wise that he keeps working like this? Away from the Tower and his routines, thrown all over the continent?"
As the subject turns to Finn, your expression becomes much more serious and concerned. Sometimes you worry that your level of attention for the Spyglass suggests you don't think that he's capable of taking care of himself. And while that certainly isn't true...on some level, you think it actually is. "Looks like him?" You repeat, wondering what that has to do with anything. "He didn't mention anything to me." Both you and Falke work with Finn in very different capacities. That the Spyglass didn't mention this demigod encounter to you could mean nothing. Or, to someone like Falke who has more insight, it might not.
"Non order reasons?" You frown deeply at that. Finn...seems to lack the basic skills that lets one meander through social situations. He gets lost in them. At least the work he does provides some sort of structure. To wander away from that though? "Do you think it's wise that he keeps working like this? Away from the Tower and his routines, thrown all over the continent?"
historically speaking, more powerful
