CIAN
the eye
"Alright." Cian says with a nod like any other, and yet this one seems to bring the conversation to a close. "I will look over your report and send word if I need clarification or elaboration." He probably wouldn't, not with how Finn tended to write, but the Eye hasn't missed the state of the Spyglass and if there was any a time when his skills might not be as sharp, it would be now. High and used did not normally make for the most competent combination, but Finn had a way of surprising him.
'As you were then, Finn.' Tossing his cigarette into the fire and walking toward his desk, the Eye takes a seat. "And again, well done. You can't possibly know how much of a difference this has made, but hopefully, you'll see it for yourself, soon."
~FIN
'As you were then, Finn.' Tossing his cigarette into the fire and walking toward his desk, the Eye takes a seat. "And again, well done. You can't possibly know how much of a difference this has made, but hopefully, you'll see it for yourself, soon."
~FIN
