we are all broken
Finn peers into the room as the door swings open, and though he has been in here once or twice before, it always surprises him, how warm the place feels compared to the cold, harsh man who resides within it. Then he sees Cian on the rug, and before he can so much as part his lips to call for Tobi, she’s striding past him into the room. Finn follows, of course, and whilst it’s true that another man’s wellbeing (yes, even when that man is the Eye) has invaded the forefront of his mind, he does glance around to see if he might spy what they came here for.
”Is he alright? Breathing?” he asks. He doesn’t get too close, knowing better than to crowd someone unconscious (it’s been him often enough as of late), and instead he moves to the desk, trying to see if he can spot anything that might have led to Cian’s current state. Drugs, alcohol, a magical item, or an unlikely combination of all three, perhaps.
”Is he alright? Breathing?” he asks. He doesn’t get too close, knowing better than to crowd someone unconscious (it’s been him often enough as of late), and instead he moves to the desk, trying to see if he can spot anything that might have led to Cian’s current state. Drugs, alcohol, a magical item, or an unlikely combination of all three, perhaps.
that’s how the light gets in
