[Finnick glances back at the group he was talking to; a group of chatty fae (is there any other kind?) who were grilling him about his recent demotion like they were talking about the weather. He turns back to grin at Oliver.]
Oh, no. They accosted me much the same way I did you when you bumped into me. [he shrugs all nonchalant] You, however, are free to leave if you want.
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[Finnick glances back at the group he was talking to; a group of chatty fae (is there any other kind?) who were grilling him about his recent demotion like they were talking about the weather. He turns back to grin at Oliver.]
Oh, no. They accosted me much the same way I did you when you bumped into me. [he shrugs all nonchalant] You, however, are free to leave if you want.