FINN
”Good with nudity, less so with the ocean,” Finn quipped back, making sure to stick close to Remi so as to stay beneath his little umbrella-like bubble, moving to sit with him at the edge of the pier. He was, of course, much less grateful, what with protesting ribs and all, but it was a small niggle in the back of his mind compared to the world all around. Taking a bite of breakfast as the Alchemist continued, Finn had to force himself to concentrate and not spend the whole time enjoying how unfairly delicious it was.
He glanced sidelong at Remi as he trailed off, however, reading the scars that had come a little too close to the surface. ”Would you ever start a family again?” he asks curiously. ”I think maybe I’d have one, as a vet. A wife. Daughters, maybe. The me from another world would probably want a big family.” The reason why goes without saying. Because this one doesn’t.
He glanced sidelong at Remi as he trailed off, however, reading the scars that had come a little too close to the surface. ”Would you ever start a family again?” he asks curiously. ”I think maybe I’d have one, as a vet. A wife. Daughters, maybe. The me from another world would probably want a big family.” The reason why goes without saying. Because this one doesn’t.
