[ Spinning the doohickey is about on-par with what most reasonable people would want to do. Just look at it.
Anyway, Finn opts to not physically bust down the door on this occasion, possibly after some minor internal debating. He does walk through, though. Like a cool, slightly distracted guy who, in the half second where he's looking over at his own desk and not at John yet, opens with: ]
Sorry. [ For what? He doesn't know. It's a blanket apology in case he was interrupting something Official. ] Have you seen anything that looks like--
[ Then he actually does look at John, since he's talking to him, and immediately shuts his mouth. A complex series of emotions crosses his face. Confusion is involved. It's mostly confusion. But relief comes in at a close second.
The admittedly very useless part of his brain (best described as a hooded kermit meme) worries about having to punch his commanding officer in the face in the event that it gets "confiscated". Do they do that here? He doesn't think they do that here. ]
Like exactly what you're holding. [ Man. Getting a question answered before he even finishes asking it. That's wild. Never mind that, he guesses. ] Where was it?
[ Even Finn's not so low on trust levels that he'd entertain the idea of John stealing it. He's dumb in a different way from that. ]
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Date: 2018-04-15 03:13 am (UTC)Anyway, Finn opts to not physically bust down the door on this occasion, possibly after some minor internal debating. He does walk through, though. Like a cool, slightly distracted guy who, in the half second where he's looking over at his own desk and not at John yet, opens with: ]
Sorry. [ For what? He doesn't know. It's a blanket apology in case he was interrupting something Official. ] Have you seen anything that looks like--
[ Then he actually does look at John, since he's talking to him, and immediately shuts his mouth. A complex series of emotions crosses his face. Confusion is involved. It's mostly confusion. But relief comes in at a close second.
The admittedly very useless part of his brain (best described as a hooded kermit meme) worries about having to punch his commanding officer in the face in the event that it gets "confiscated". Do they do that here? He doesn't think they do that here. ]
Like exactly what you're holding. [ Man. Getting a question answered before he even finishes asking it. That's wild. Never mind that, he guesses. ] Where was it?
[ Even Finn's not so low on trust levels that he'd entertain the idea of John stealing it. He's dumb in a different way from that. ]