my demons, though quiet, are never quite silenced
Finn doesn't realise that he doesn't have to stare at the blanket any more - such is the problem with talking at it in the first place - and his hand guides the strawberry to his lips out of habit if nothing more. Of course it's perfectly ripe and sweet and delicious, made more indulgent by the chocolate coating, and he's contemplating another when Talyson speaks again.
"Are you not meant to say her name out loud?" Finn asks with a raise of his eyebrows, stormy eyes finally flicking back up towards the other man's face, even if he doesn't meet his eyes. "I did not know that." Something to note down, certainly. As for leaving Halo, he shakes his head a bit. "Not because of that, no. My son was struggling there - he missed his friend here in Stormbreak. So we decided to come back so he would be happier."
"Are you not meant to say her name out loud?" Finn asks with a raise of his eyebrows, stormy eyes finally flicking back up towards the other man's face, even if he doesn't meet his eyes. "I did not know that." Something to note down, certainly. As for leaving Halo, he shakes his head a bit. "Not because of that, no. My son was struggling there - he missed his friend here in Stormbreak. So we decided to come back so he would be happier."
FINN
