[ At least if no one reported back, maybe they'd have time or the element of surprise. As it is, Finn can't see the bandits lingering on an attack. It's coming. Today.
This knowledge doesn't snap him out of it, though, as much as he'd like it to. Finn's far too caught up in what he'd just done, the repercussions of it, what this says about him, what this says about everything he's been going through for the last week and a half--
Jim letting go of him feels... cold? Less warm. Either way, it brings him back to the moment. In a perfect world, he should probably have a moment to freak out and process, but there is no time and he's almost grateful for it. An excuse to put off reality in favor of what's about to happen. Which... the ensuing attack feels like it's on a much smaller scale than what could be coming, like he'd just thrown a pebble in an ocean and the tsunami is on its way. Isn't that what Kirigan said he was? A tidal wave?
Dammit, stop, focus. He blinks hard and takes a deep breath. ]
We'll send a message out. [ They weren't the only ones gathering supplies. The Orbers are scattered, and the minutes are flying by fast.
He steps over the bodies to make a hasty exit. ] We'll secure the practice and saloon, build a line, work our way out from there. [ Medical supplies and provisions. They can't lose that stuff, not if this fight's going to be as bad as he thinks it will. ]
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This knowledge doesn't snap him out of it, though, as much as he'd like it to. Finn's far too caught up in what he'd just done, the repercussions of it, what this says about him, what this says about everything he's been going through for the last week and a half--
Jim letting go of him feels... cold? Less warm. Either way, it brings him back to the moment. In a perfect world, he should probably have a moment to freak out and process, but there is no time and he's almost grateful for it. An excuse to put off reality in favor of what's about to happen. Which... the ensuing attack feels like it's on a much smaller scale than what could be coming, like he'd just thrown a pebble in an ocean and the tsunami is on its way. Isn't that what Kirigan said he was? A tidal wave?
Dammit, stop, focus. He blinks hard and takes a deep breath. ]
We'll send a message out. [ They weren't the only ones gathering supplies. The Orbers are scattered, and the minutes are flying by fast.
He steps over the bodies to make a hasty exit. ] We'll secure the practice and saloon, build a line, work our way out from there. [ Medical supplies and provisions. They can't lose that stuff, not if this fight's going to be as bad as he thinks it will. ]