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Osprey didn't mind if people were honest with her - even if the unpleasant truth was either about her or her brother. They weren't perfect creatures, they all had flaws and sometimes the others were better at seeing them than they themselves did. She observed Finn with keen eyes and noticed, how uneasy he was during this conversation and she couldn't decide, whether this was because of her presence or because of his conflicting emotions. Maybe both and she wished with all her heart that he would be able to get over it and see her as a friend and person he could trust.

"Advice," Osprey repeated thoughtfully and a moment of silence fell between them. She had offered help out of the sheer wish of making him feel a tiny bit better, yet had had no idea, how to achieve it. Now he asked for an advice and she didn't know, what could be the wise words she could actually tell him, to cure the whole situation he was in. "I would say - forget Peregrine, Fox or Caldera, or the choices made - think about the people, who you think were important to you. And if they are really worth it - fight for them," she finally said.

"Friendship doesn't disappear just because a distance is put between the people. The past might not be easy to let got, but it really helps if you decide, where you stand, what you want and what you can do about it," Osprey looked at Finn, hoping that this advice would be good enough for him.