blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
She becomes more insistent, more angry, and Finn isn't quite sure what to do with it. Like a deer caught in headlights, he clears his throat awkwardly and shakes his head to her. "I don't... that is to say, I have no say in the decisions," he mutters. "But if the Ascended retreated back into the Grounds... if the barrier came back up..." He shrugged. Perhaps there was no need for good people to die.
Luckily the conversation simmers back down to something a little more manageable, and Finn carefully jots down the information Alina has to give. Nodding, he eventually flips his notebook shut and slips it away back into his pockets. "So it sounds like while the storms are calming somewhat, they are still just as dangerous as they were before," he murmurs. "I think that's all I need. Thank you for answering my questions, miss. I'll be out of your woods now."
Luckily the conversation simmers back down to something a little more manageable, and Finn carefully jots down the information Alina has to give. Nodding, he eventually flips his notebook shut and slips it away back into his pockets. "So it sounds like while the storms are calming somewhat, they are still just as dangerous as they were before," he murmurs. "I think that's all I need. Thank you for answering my questions, miss. I'll be out of your woods now."
FINN
