memory’s so treacherous
”If I thought it mattered, I would ask if that bothered you,” Finn says, though he supposes he already has asked by proxy. He glances around, seeing no further mounds of earth that need netting, but Remi can always create more, and so he leaves it to the Alchemist to decide the next course of their work together. He decides not to remark about the other man’s situation any further - he has done so too much already, in their short time together.
Scoffing under his breath, Finn turns his face up to let the rain cool his skin, much as he is chilled in most places already. ”I’m not so sure about being suited,” he says, ”though from what I know of the Dark Star, I have little doubt that he would have something to say about it. Either that or I would leave Torchline with a concussion.”
When he tilts his head back down it’s to see literally himself, and Finn freezes, perturbed by the sight. He looks Remi up and down, chewing over his response. ”It involves knowing a lot of people, without ever letting them know you in return. There’s a lot of paperwork. A lot of monitoring. A lot of solitary research. I am not well-liked in my circle. You’re missing something, though.” Finn taps at his eyebrow, indicating the lack of glasses.
Scoffing under his breath, Finn turns his face up to let the rain cool his skin, much as he is chilled in most places already. ”I’m not so sure about being suited,” he says, ”though from what I know of the Dark Star, I have little doubt that he would have something to say about it. Either that or I would leave Torchline with a concussion.”
When he tilts his head back down it’s to see literally himself, and Finn freezes, perturbed by the sight. He looks Remi up and down, chewing over his response. ”It involves knowing a lot of people, without ever letting them know you in return. There’s a lot of paperwork. A lot of monitoring. A lot of solitary research. I am not well-liked in my circle. You’re missing something, though.” Finn taps at his eyebrow, indicating the lack of glasses.
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
