The smile twitches back onto Finian's face, and, after taking one final sip of his tea, he rises. "I'll be back in a bit. Try to put something cold on it in the meantime, yeah?"
Someday, perhaps, he'll try to glean more information about this plague, about what measures, if any, can be taken. But in the meantime, someone just died, they all want their lives to move forward, and he has an errand to run. "Take care," he calls from the door, mindful to keep his voice down.
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The smile twitches back onto Finian's face, and, after taking one final sip of his tea, he rises. "I'll be back in a bit. Try to put something cold on it in the meantime, yeah?"
Someday, perhaps, he'll try to glean more information about this plague, about what measures, if any, can be taken. But in the meantime, someone just died, they all want their lives to move forward, and he has an errand to run.
"Take care," he calls from the door, mindful to keep his voice down.