Fin smiles at this and her expression softens. “I still don’t know why she doesn’t just give herself knowledge of things as she thinks of them.
La Toussaint is as close as it gets.”
“No, you don’t have to.” Fin paused, “Im being selfish, or rather… I suppose my perspective is narrow?” Her face demonstrates thought as she looks down and to the left.
Fin sputtered, “Okay maybe you have a point but it still is different. She’s an abuser. She’ll worm her way back in with months of good behaviour and kind words just to tear you down when you’re most vulnerable.”
“Sure, you can ask. But you can also will yourself to know anything is the Faust-forsaken universe. So it doesn’t really matter what I tell you, does it?”
“She’s kind of a big baby?” She says, “I don’t think she knows how to be independent these days.
But high-roading aside that other lady will literally destroy me.”