let him rouse the angel's might

Wanna wrap this one up? He's not going to get much more from her than this lulz

Fin was grateful that Lasher was not the prying type. In truth, if he had been, she would have had to bite him either verbally or physically. She did not like to be pushed, and while her temper was typically quite mild, there was little else that set it aflame than being pressured.

When he spoke again, Fin found herself unable to do little else than gaze at him. A small smile twitched across her lips as gratitude swept over her, swiftly followed by a great and sudden sadness that took her utterly by surprise. Blinking back tears, she swallowed hard to give herself a moment to compose herself before allowing her response to come in a trembling voice. "One would probably be very grateful for that," she said finally, her gaze flickering then from his face to the ground.