[ Just the look alone is enough for something deep in his chest to unfurl. Something very deep, as far down as his childhood and all of the insecurities it created.
He listens to the story with a stoic expression, absently looking to the bottle when it's handed to him and taking it. He can't say he's surprised something like this has happened, but that he's surprised he thought he and his peers were the only ones to suffer as they had. There's a sense of comradery there that Finn fiercely values, but it comes with a swell of shame and pity and fear.
Generation after generation. Why does this keep happening?
Still, those dark thoughts don't stop the tiny smile from coming to his face. It doesn't take away the sadness in his eyes, but it does bring with it so much warmth. ]
I'd drink to that.
[ And he does, a bit more heartily than he had a second ago, and it goes down about as smooth as a brick. Finn coughs. The smile stays. He wants to thank him and apologize all at once, but he just hands back the bottle ]
We survived. And we aren't the only ones. That's something to celebrate.
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He listens to the story with a stoic expression, absently looking to the bottle when it's handed to him and taking it. He can't say he's surprised something like this has happened, but that he's surprised he thought he and his peers were the only ones to suffer as they had. There's a sense of comradery there that Finn fiercely values, but it comes with a swell of shame and pity and fear.
Generation after generation. Why does this keep happening?
Still, those dark thoughts don't stop the tiny smile from coming to his face. It doesn't take away the sadness in his eyes, but it does bring with it so much warmth. ]
I'd drink to that.
[ And he does, a bit more heartily than he had a second ago, and it goes down about as smooth as a brick. Finn coughs. The smile stays. He wants to thank him and apologize all at once, but he just hands back the bottle ]
We survived. And we aren't the only ones. That's something to celebrate.