it does not bother me to say this isn't love
"I suppose you're also an accomplished sailor too? If so, you can take out a boat on your own. If not, the boats come with their own little crews." You reply, very much wanting to reach out and try and rub away Ronin's all too expressive eyebrows. "What better way of viewing the stars could there be besides sailing through them?"
"He's usually in his office, in the Collegium." You reply of Finn. Though these days you haven't seen much of him. It isn't immediately clear whether that is a good or a very bad thing. "Better wood than your tongue." You mumble, before wrapping your arms around him: one goes under his arm pit of the unwounded-shoulder, and the other braces against the spear coming out of him. "On three." And as you countdown, predictably the pull comes on two.
"He's usually in his office, in the Collegium." You reply of Finn. Though these days you haven't seen much of him. It isn't immediately clear whether that is a good or a very bad thing. "Better wood than your tongue." You mumble, before wrapping your arms around him: one goes under his arm pit of the unwounded-shoulder, and the other braces against the spear coming out of him. "On three." And as you countdown, predictably the pull comes on two.
October
