lies travel faster than truth

FINN

and into the forest i go,

Finn is not a stupid man. In fact, his whole deal is about being the opposite, so as his lips part to refute Cian, he pauses to absorb the details. And the devil in them, but quite who that is remains to be seen at present. "Yes," he says slowly, his agreement hesitant but nevertheless there, and suddenly Artemide's shadow cast overhead feels a lot heavier. A lot darker. He stares into his glass of wine, as the sense of smug superiority washes over him and makes him feel suddenly sick.

The Spyglass starts to feel as though the Eye is either a very good poker player, or he has always - as has been the case since Finn has known him - had all the cards he needs in hand. Then he starts to feel ridiculous. "Why wasn't this possible to put into a message?" he asks softly. "It feels as though it didn't need to be a long response, if this is the case."

to lose my mind and find my soul