let him rouse the angel's might

Fin felt his eyes on her, even though he did not speak. She knew she had to give him an answer, and she also knew that with Lasher, dishonesty simply wasn't going to work. He had a certain quality about him that made her positive that he'd see right through every lie she might try to tell him. It was actually a quality her father had as well, which suddenly made the dream she'd just had about him way creepier than it already was.

"You know that saying..." Fin started slowly, still not looking at him, "...to get through the forest, you have to fight the bear?" Yeah, she'd completely made that up, "Well. I was trying to fight the bear." This is what honesty does to her. Apparently, there was no room for both honesty and sense in Finley Blackthorn's mind; it was one or the either. Other.