[ Finn's outfit is much the same, all the way down to the leather jacket. Thankfully, he doesn't have Anne hanging off of his arm at the moment, either. This guy appears to be new, and she's a controversial figure to say the least. Gotta ease the guy in a little.

Still, Finn's not exactly cautious as he approaches, but he is on alert. There's no text that follows as a reply. Just him walking up and putting a small smile on his face once their eyes lock. Then his gaze falls on the items between them. ]

Thirty years difference, and all I need to do to find someone from home is just look for the guy that's taking things apart.

[ That's what it feels like, anyway. ]

What were you trying to do?