The Archives here are indeed Finn’s domain, so Falke readily surrenders them to him. Perhaps he could take Halo, so long as it’s before Deepfrost sets in. Deepfrost is the Fixer’s least favorite season, his hip can get so fucking cranky during the coldest months. And all the tea in Caido can’t really fix that.
“Understood,” he says simply, nodding to both the Spyglass and the Eye, noting down things like last remaining kin and where the champions died?
At the bottom of the page, in a tiny circle is, Hypnosis? Because the Fixer has always wanted to try it and fuck, you never know with the power of suggestion. “Maybe Amalia could try the library of Safrin. If she’s stable enough.” He’s hopeful about the Archangel, but only that - hopeful.
