memory’s so treacherous
Finn tries on a smile as she speaks about not being stuck, before realising that she's probably a little too far out to see it. "I'd probably not be the best person to help, if you were stuck out there," he says instead, not that it will make a particularly great impression. It's true, though. If Delta were in trouble or - gods forbid - drowning, Finn would be the last person in the world able to help her out.
It's an odd thing, too, to be referred to as someone's version of fun, and he lets out an awkward laugh and shakes his head. "Well, I'm glad to have provided some amusement," he says. "Me...? I'm a researcher. I was just taking in the sea for a bit with some breakfast before getting to work."
It's an odd thing, too, to be referred to as someone's version of fun, and he lets out an awkward laugh and shakes his head. "Well, I'm glad to have provided some amusement," he says. "Me...? I'm a researcher. I was just taking in the sea for a bit with some breakfast before getting to work."
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
