blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
"Eventually, yes," Finn says, his remarks surprisingly cool and easy to say that he's discussing the eventual eradication of an entire race. "I am personally of the opinion that it does not require a war to do so, but... I am not the Order. I speak only for myself." He falls quiet to listen, his eyes on the notepad and the shorthand he's writing. Alina speaks and Finn writes, the melody of her voice and the sound of pencil on paper intertwining for a time.
His eyebrows raise to hear that Delphia is involved, as though he ought to have thought about that previously, but he merely jots it down for later contemplation. "I'm sorry to hear about the landshark attack. I'm glad you appear to have gotten back safely, though." He smiles fleetingly. "So there was nothing out there, other than the sharks...?"
His eyebrows raise to hear that Delphia is involved, as though he ought to have thought about that previously, but he merely jots it down for later contemplation. "I'm sorry to hear about the landshark attack. I'm glad you appear to have gotten back safely, though." He smiles fleetingly. "So there was nothing out there, other than the sharks...?"
FINN
