awareness is the enemy of sanity
Finn's lips part as if to query more, but he thinks much better of it in the end, gazing down at his hands, at the file in his lap. "Oh," he says, rather unhelpfully, to hear that Phoebe is already in Stormbreak. How she had managed to leave during monsoon season is beyond him, but Finn is not one to question the varied and sometimes surprising skills of demigods. (And he wouldn't be wrong, only it isn't Phoebe whose skills he shouldn't be questioning in this case).
"If we succeed in drawing others to our cause, they are sure to change," he agrees. Approaching war has a way of doing that to people. "Until then, I am sure that Stormbreak will treat her well." And that's pretty much it goes unstead, lending silence to the room that's broken only by the pop and spit of the fire.
"If we succeed in drawing others to our cause, they are sure to change," he agrees. Approaching war has a way of doing that to people. "Until then, I am sure that Stormbreak will treat her well." And that's pretty much it goes unstead, lending silence to the room that's broken only by the pop and spit of the fire.
for once you hear the screaming
it never stops
FINN
