Finn Dubois
"Having trouble dealing with them also, dear?" Maya asked, causing Finn to look towards her, "I still have trouble believing you're real also."
Finnigan snorted, "You got that right." he said, glancing up at the sky again.
What? Do I annoy you? Asclepius taunted, You're lucky I tolerate your poor attitude, boy.
How kind.
Hmph.
Finnigan rolled his eyes, "So, any real plans on what our next move will be? We're not going to be lying around for much longer, right?" he asked, irritated to be doing nothing. His mind kept telling him to work, but he wasn't getting anything done. The others had been talking about building up defenses, but how could they manage that? All they had to work with was what was out in the forest or what they had managed to snag during their escape from 'paradise'.
Then again, Finn wasn't known to be an optimist.
There was a mention about dogs by Genevieve and then Tadashi running off, but once again Finn was too focused on the makeshift map to pay closer attention.
Now if they just could go through that way...
". . .better not let this contribution go to waste, shall we? Out of random assumption, I'd say we should head in the opposite ways of the dogs and try to find any lovely pair of ruins there, yes?" Maya said, interrupting Finn's thoughts.
He then realized that practically the rest of the group was gone, and the few were alone.
"Huh," Finn said, getting up from the ground, "Time goes by fast."
He trailed Maya through the forest for awhile, all while taking in his surroundings when Maya called back to the falling behind Finnigan,
"I think I may have found something."
Finn jogged up beside her and whistled, "Nice." he commented. Sure it was true that sleeping on the ground wasn't ideal. and Finnigan was sure that he'd hear snobby notes from Asclepius later on, but what was a stiff back when compared to a certain death?