October
You aren't as tall as Finn, but your legs are more than long enough to keep up. That, and the adrenaline blooming out of your chest and down through the inside of your thighs to your feet makes you want to sprint.
"What?" You ask, having not counted the windows as Finn must have just done. "What?" You repeat once he's explained, swallowing hard, your gaze roams from the Tower back to Finn with a sinking sort of horror. "N...no, I can't let you go alone. But, it...well it isn't like we can go there." Gods, your heart is thundering now, cheeks flushed, and if you're being honest, a light sheen of sweat on your lower back and below your hairline. Good thing you didn't decide to sprint. "If anyone should go, it's me. How are you going to explain an owl and a strange metal instrument?"
"What?" You ask, having not counted the windows as Finn must have just done. "What?" You repeat once he's explained, swallowing hard, your gaze roams from the Tower back to Finn with a sinking sort of horror. "N...no, I can't let you go alone. But, it...well it isn't like we can go there." Gods, your heart is thundering now, cheeks flushed, and if you're being honest, a light sheen of sweat on your lower back and below your hairline. Good thing you didn't decide to sprint. "If anyone should go, it's me. How are you going to explain an owl and a strange metal instrument?"
with illusions of someday cast in a golden light
