FINN
the spyglass
I’ll take the long way ‘round
It takes longer than he imagines Cian would like for Finn to glance up - but he does glance up, as quick as he can given his focus on the ribbons of light and colour that tell of would-be-gods and magicians and demons. ”Yes,” he replies the affirmative, reaching beneath his glasses to rub at his eyes, blinking hard and turning to focus on the Eye.
”Sorry, I was— I— sorry. How was your trip?” Instantaneous and boring, he has no doubt, and Finn hates himself for asking no sooner had the words leave his lips. Clearing his throat, his hand moves to rub now at the back of his neck. ”Two demigods here. And the one called Sunjata.”
”Sorry, I was— I— sorry. How was your trip?” Instantaneous and boring, he has no doubt, and Finn hates himself for asking no sooner had the words leave his lips. Clearing his throat, his hand moves to rub now at the back of his neck. ”Two demigods here. And the one called Sunjata.”
I’ll find my own way down
