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Finley smiled at his response. "Aww, gross," she cooed, wriggling closer to him. It was a sweet sentiment, but it didn't lend itself to a nice visual. Her brows raised suggestively at his next comment. She wagged her tail and was about to give him an enthusiastic oh, hell yes, when instead of rocking her world, he... well, he rocked her world still, but in a different way.

"He left? What do you mean he left?" Fin replied, frowning in confusion. It had not been lost on her how difficult life would be for her nephew now that he was afflicted with this new disability. Nightjar was.... okay, intelligent wasn't the right word... but he wasn't stupid. He wouldn't wander off on his own - he'd know how dangerous it was for him to do so now that he was blind.