This had indeed not been in the job description when he'd agreed to come exploring the usually mostly-harmless village of Irvingly. In the middle of this entire mess, he'd come to the conclusion that not all the groups had to be suffering this fate; surely some of them were just peeking through boring bushes and talking to residents! But he, alongside the others in his group, had to face a fake-Egypt.
Finnian stayed put when Mrs. Bones ran along to help the girl, though decided being by himself was probably not the best idea. Thus, he swiftly towards the only other useful person there—Miss MacKay—but made sure not to make any moves. Yet. He figured they'd be holding hands in the next hour, but he could be patient.
It was then that he caught a glance at the bird, which prompted him to cock a brow.
"A bird is our next opponent? Just—shoo it."
Finnian stayed put when Mrs. Bones ran along to help the girl, though decided being by himself was probably not the best idea. Thus, he swiftly towards the only other useful person there—Miss MacKay—but made sure not to make any moves. Yet. He figured they'd be holding hands in the next hour, but he could be patient.
It was then that he caught a glance at the bird, which prompted him to cock a brow.
"A bird is our next opponent? Just—shoo it."
— set by MJ! —
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