memory’s so treacherous
It isn't often that Finn is glad to hear the agreement in his son's voice even if he knows that he's not feeling entirely confident in what he's been told, but this is important enough that the Spyglass needs him to be aware regardless. Smiling at the boy's question, he nods to him. "You can," he says. "Not only that, I would think that is a very polite thing to do. That way the other person won't accidentally be rude as well," he explains.
"And if they forget, that's okay. That happens sometimes. Just remind them and if they are your friend, they will understand." And if they don't, or if they continue to do it anyway? They are the ones breaking social norms, then.
His smile turning a touch crooked, Finn is the one to offer out his hand for his son. "Would you like to walk together?" he asks, their footsteps crunching through the snow.
"And if they forget, that's okay. That happens sometimes. Just remind them and if they are your friend, they will understand." And if they don't, or if they continue to do it anyway? They are the ones breaking social norms, then.
His smile turning a touch crooked, Finn is the one to offer out his hand for his son. "Would you like to walk together?" he asks, their footsteps crunching through the snow.
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
