FINN
the spyglass
it is only through mystery and madness
"Perhaps. Once you start in the habit of giving presents to gods, you cannot really just stop," Finn agrees; because of course he is under the impression that this young god actually takes and keeps all the presents that are left for it. (How little they really know). Following Tobi's gaze up to the firling, the Spyglass considers it as well; a smile flickers across his face, however fleeting, as he imagines what the thing must look like from behind his spectacles. With so many touching and leaving their baubles, the firling would be aglow with aura. "It certainly brightens up LongNight," he agrees.
It is true that Finn is not the sort to sample his drink with his fingers, but the awkwardness of getting up again and asking for a spoon overshadows the ease of simply using his little finger. He is delicate about the process, however, careful not to spill any. "Very good. The whiskey is a nice touch," he says.
But back to their conversation, which definitely could not be called flirting by any means. "That is true. But I always ensure that my diagrams are detailed. They ought to add to the content, rather than overshadowing it."
It is true that Finn is not the sort to sample his drink with his fingers, but the awkwardness of getting up again and asking for a spoon overshadows the ease of simply using his little finger. He is delicate about the process, however, careful not to spill any. "Very good. The whiskey is a nice touch," he says.
But back to their conversation, which definitely could not be called flirting by any means. "That is true. But I always ensure that my diagrams are detailed. They ought to add to the content, rather than overshadowing it."
that the soul is revealed
