you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
How, indeed? Finn softens as Remi does, the ex-Spyglass smiling enough that a dimple appears in one of his cheeks, and he nods to the other man. "She sounds very kind," he murmurs. "And yes, I think that is correct. I don't believe I have ever heard the story all the way through..." He is already absently flicking through the book to find the tale, even as Remi makes absolutely no attempt to come near it.
"Perfect," he agrees absently, carefully turning a page only to falter a bit at hearing Remi's next sentence - and oop, there's a paper cut. Muttering some innocuous substitute for a curse under his breath, Finn puts the book down and reaches into his pocket for a handkerchief to press to the cut.
"Channelling demigods," he says directly to the table. "That... I... thank you for letting me know."
"Perfect," he agrees absently, carefully turning a page only to falter a bit at hearing Remi's next sentence - and oop, there's a paper cut. Muttering some innocuous substitute for a curse under his breath, Finn puts the book down and reaches into his pocket for a handkerchief to press to the cut.
"Channelling demigods," he says directly to the table. "That... I... thank you for letting me know."
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
