CIAN
the eye
That Finn says nothing in response, that Cian's 'friendly-gesture' is enough to upset his balance, seems to be what was desired, or at least expected. He lets the subject drop.
Though he can't see it, Cian walks through the misty-trails seen only by the Spyglass with utmost confidence and an unhurried pace. "That would leave both Ronin and Remi to you. Your report indicated they live together, so by all means..." The Eye's thumb slides over the face of the coin almost lovingly. A memory hidden upon its face, adoringly and reverently kept clean. Quickly, the coin is replaced into Cian's pocket. 'You just aren't normally one for crowds."d
Pausing, he glanced over his shoulder at the bumbling researcher. "Better a crowd than a brothel then, ey?"
Though he can't see it, Cian walks through the misty-trails seen only by the Spyglass with utmost confidence and an unhurried pace. "That would leave both Ronin and Remi to you. Your report indicated they live together, so by all means..." The Eye's thumb slides over the face of the coin almost lovingly. A memory hidden upon its face, adoringly and reverently kept clean. Quickly, the coin is replaced into Cian's pocket. 'You just aren't normally one for crowds."d
Pausing, he glanced over his shoulder at the bumbling researcher. "Better a crowd than a brothel then, ey?"
