Well, that was also a way to put it. Finnian glanced up at the sun as if he expected to see the face of the god peer back down on him, but when he saw nothing more than the blinding orb in the sky he shrugged, politely refraining from commenting on the statement. Some people were more religious than others; personally he had always kept a firm distance from such things, quietly encouraged by his father. 'Don't bother the gods, and they won't bother you' the old man had often said, and Finnian had agreed... though lately it had seemed that perhaps the divine ones weren't adhering to the same rules. As for whether he had been disturbed or not... well, what would you call it if someone came to stare at you while you were busy wasting the day away? "No, not at all" Finnian lied without so much as blinking, his smile smooth as silk and the blue eyes very earnest as they lingered upon the towering figure. "It's me pleasure to make yer acquaintance, sir Emrys... I hope ye don't mind me not getting up, I feel none too formal at the present. Finnian is my name, newly come to these lands and this Court." He suppressed a yawn. It was always tedious, this process of tiptoeing around introductions before you figured out whether the other was someone you could get along with or not. Personally Finnian was able to get cordial with most people, but some were pricklier than others and there was always the odd exception, to whom he took instant dislike - or who couldn't seem to stomach his cheerful nature and laid-back attitude. The young stallion hoped this Emrys person was not one of those types; it was far too hot to fight, and he had no desire to trek all the way to the battle-grounds just for a greeting. |
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