Big Salmon Lake i remember the make-up running down your face

The silence that followed was completely excruitiating for Finn, for a moment he could've sworn he was back in a cave with the cold, damp walls pressing against his sides as he simply stared into her eyes. The words he had pronounced could not be taken back (nor did he want to), and while he waited for her to give him a sign or a word he felt as if her silence was holding him at gunpoint, threatening to blow his brains out with the next words.

He licked his lips and parted his mouth to break the silence he she had requested but hesitated when the light of her face was drained out only to be replaced with a somber expressison that would've been enough to drive the old Finn away. But not now. Fearing his lack of words would drive her away (again) more than the fact maybe it were his own words what would curse him to be without her, he finally spoke. You're the one good thing that's ever happened to me. And me? I don't get good things very often. he barked, his voice soft and collected even if his insides were screaming.

It was then that she decided to speak, telling him how she had wanted him to go to the Caldera. This, was something Finn had expected, and though he had had his reasons not to go to the Caldera -- the reasons to stay at the Plateu were also plummeting to the ground. While he had found the comfort of friends in the Plateu, he had lost the biggest friend of all; and while he had been wary about Peregrine's capacity to lead a pack he had decided that in the list of wolves he wasn't fond of, his precious daughter outranked him.
Besides, he knew in the bottom of his heart that he rather live a miserable life in the Caldera, considering he suspected he wouldn't be so warmly welcome, than a lonely one in the Plateu.

The male opened his mouth again, ready to release such thoughts in front of Finley's feet, but before any sound could erupt from his lips she cut him off with words of steel that sinked to the deepest end of his wrenched heart like a knife cutting through flesh. The pain that shot through him forced him to jerk his head to the side as his face contorted into an expression of pure agony.
He had had to deal with rejection before -- starting from his own father (or so he thought) but it had never hit him so hard like right now.

I did not expect to fall for you either he rasped, returning the female's glance. But my mind cannot go for more than a second without missing you, I see you in the stars everynight and it's killing me he croaked, remebering the rush of adrenaline that had flooded his veins while they ran together to the ends of the earth chasing a light in the sky. Why couldn't it be like that again?
Where had the sweetness gone?

He searched her eyes again, his olive eyes holding a single plead for her.
'put me out of my misery, take me in or throw me out,' they begged while blinking slowly, 'just put me out of my misery'.