[He accompanies the words, buoyed up by his exuberant tone, with the lightest, softest punch to Finns shoulder. It was barely even recognizable, but the intent was there.]
And don't you worry about the Jacket, I'll get it fixed up. Looks too good on you to let it go.
[He rolls the leather in his hand, the singed slit front and center.stares at it for a moment, thoughtful for just that long.]
It's a little rough, but ladies love scars, right?
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[He accompanies the words, buoyed up by his exuberant tone, with the lightest, softest punch to Finns shoulder. It was barely even recognizable, but the intent was there.]
And don't you worry about the Jacket, I'll get it fixed up. Looks too good on you to let it go.
[He rolls the leather in his hand, the singed slit front and center.stares at it for a moment, thoughtful for just that long.]
It's a little rough, but ladies love scars, right?
[The moment passes.]