blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
"Good afternoon, Remi."
Finn has seen the notices in passing, has told himself he would not come to the Plaza today. And yet he is here, because like opposing poles, he finds himself drawn to places where the alchemist remains stationary, orbiting him closer and closer until they are within speaking distance.
There is a difference today, though. Finn, dressed in a white t-shirt and a pair of pants that are definitely not suitable for the office, sinks down to sit opposite the other man in a patch of shade with a squirming baby lolling against his shoulder.
Ever is busy dribbling quite fantastically against the side of Finn's neck, his wild mass of curls a picture perfect copy of his father's. And Finn, while exhausted, looks perhaps more steady than he ever has in his life.
"What are the benefits of living in the Greatwood?" he wonders. "I only recall being lost."
Finn has seen the notices in passing, has told himself he would not come to the Plaza today. And yet he is here, because like opposing poles, he finds himself drawn to places where the alchemist remains stationary, orbiting him closer and closer until they are within speaking distance.
There is a difference today, though. Finn, dressed in a white t-shirt and a pair of pants that are definitely not suitable for the office, sinks down to sit opposite the other man in a patch of shade with a squirming baby lolling against his shoulder.
Ever is busy dribbling quite fantastically against the side of Finn's neck, his wild mass of curls a picture perfect copy of his father's. And Finn, while exhausted, looks perhaps more steady than he ever has in his life.
"What are the benefits of living in the Greatwood?" he wonders. "I only recall being lost."
FINN
