finn
it always feels more quiet in the dark
Finn tilts his head at that, assuming Sah to be a name rather than a place or an item, but not knowing the person either way, and he's far too awkward to ask probing questions about things that are none of his business. (And it's not his job any more and he doesn't have to, so ha). "Hoped for peace?" he asks, unable not to finish that particuar sentence, and it's with a sad sort of smile that he lifts stormy eyes towards the stranger's face. "Me too," he admits.
Their introduction is as quick and painless as Finn might hope, and he lets his hand slip back into his pocket once he's delivered his handshake. "Good to meet you," he says. "My family and I have a room at the Kraai at the moment. I am trying to keep out of politics for the time being. I was here to look at the architecture, that is all..."
Their introduction is as quick and painless as Finn might hope, and he lets his hand slip back into his pocket once he's delivered his handshake. "Good to meet you," he says. "My family and I have a room at the Kraai at the moment. I am trying to keep out of politics for the time being. I was here to look at the architecture, that is all..."
it always feels so stark
