as I hold my soul all the music pours out
“Oh?” Falke says lightly, intrigued by this mention of other work. “Tell me more about this other work.” He isn’t trying to pry into the potentially secret things Finn is working on, but many of their sessions have focused on Finn’s fatigue and stress that hearing he has work he finds a balm is something positive indeed.
Unfortunately for Falke, he knows that what he could - and should - recommend to Cian is very likely something that will not be possible. Or will go unheeded. What’s good for one member may not be good for the entire Order, nay, the world - and the Fixer hates that.
“Have you had any more overwhelming thoughts about the demigods you met?” Either of them, though he can (and probably) should narrow it down to Remi. He’s only recently met Amalia himself and can easily see how the young woman could inspire a crush, one that would intensify with delirium. That she has no idea the effect she has on others only worsens it, in the Fixer’s mind. But Remi? Remi sounded like another problem entirely.
Unfortunately for Falke, he knows that what he could - and should - recommend to Cian is very likely something that will not be possible. Or will go unheeded. What’s good for one member may not be good for the entire Order, nay, the world - and the Fixer hates that.
“Have you had any more overwhelming thoughts about the demigods you met?” Either of them, though he can (and probably) should narrow it down to Remi. He’s only recently met Amalia himself and can easily see how the young woman could inspire a crush, one that would intensify with delirium. That she has no idea the effect she has on others only worsens it, in the Fixer’s mind. But Remi? Remi sounded like another problem entirely.
THE 'FIXER'
the greatest fear I've ever kept is dying with regrets
