FINN
”It’s an idea,” Finn says with a non-committal shrug. ”It can be good or bad, depending on who you ask. It would be bad for me, good for you.” Still, he does manage to direct a playfully sharp look across at her. A giraffe, indeed. ”I would make a fine Alpina,” he informs her, sweeping his sweaty hair back from his face before returning his hand to his pocket. The shrine is somewhere out here, he knows - but he won’t attune. He wouldn’t dare.
”I’m beginning to think we ought to have brought a drink with us,” he says, stopping next to one of the exhibits (there’s only a small plaque to advise what it is that might be running around nearby). ”You think you could sniff out this unicorn to save us some time?”
”I’m beginning to think we ought to have brought a drink with us,” he says, stopping next to one of the exhibits (there’s only a small plaque to advise what it is that might be running around nearby). ”You think you could sniff out this unicorn to save us some time?”
listen to silence. it has so much to say
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
