Finn?
A bottle of whiskey finds its way into Finn's hand, and he succeeds in holding both it and his glass of wine while his fingers occupy themselves with Sunjata. "That is teasing," he tells the Flood, leaning in as if to inspect a few navy feathers in more detail, his wine soaked lips just barely brushing along the other man's jawline. "But I suppose you do have all night." There is nothing about him that remotely suggests that he is uncomfortable with any of this, and that is precisely the point.
Indeed, Finn glances up and smiles back at Sunjata, stepping by as he's freed to lead the way. "I suppose I will." Glancing over his shoulder, he all but prowls towards the stairs that snake away up to their individual rooms. "For the price of one favour from you, Governor." With a grin that's as playful as it is insistent, he begins to walk backwards up those first steps, bringing him eye to eye with the Flood.
"I don't know what that favour might be yet. But if I call on you, you'll come, right?" Does that have a double meaning woven in there? You bet it does.
Indeed, Finn glances up and smiles back at Sunjata, stepping by as he's freed to lead the way. "I suppose I will." Glancing over his shoulder, he all but prowls towards the stairs that snake away up to their individual rooms. "For the price of one favour from you, Governor." With a grin that's as playful as it is insistent, he begins to walk backwards up those first steps, bringing him eye to eye with the Flood.
"I don't know what that favour might be yet. But if I call on you, you'll come, right?" Does that have a double meaning woven in there? You bet it does.
we all eat lies
when our hearts are hungry
when our hearts are hungry
