“Mind dungeon.” Finn says simply, leaving off any real explanation.
Looking down at Jermaine, at the protective way he’d stepped forward, Finn felt a familiar pang of guilt. Jermaine was always just outside of things, and the closeness that they lacked meant that Finn never really went to him with problems, or even opened up when asked. He hadn’t even thought to call him all that time that Jake had been missing. It wasn’t fair to keep him at arm’s length for everything…even if he could be kind of a stick in the mud worry baby about every other thing.
“It’s called the ‘Hall of Egress’,” Finn offers as wary explanation. “It was like…a magic maze that kept sending me back into it every time I got out. I was stuck in for a long time.” A pause. “Like, a real long time.”
It was simplified, but Finn felt like maybe the quick and dirty explanation was best. It got the idea across, at least.
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Looking down at Jermaine, at the protective way he’d stepped forward, Finn felt a familiar pang of guilt. Jermaine was always just outside of things, and the closeness that they lacked meant that Finn never really went to him with problems, or even opened up when asked. He hadn’t even thought to call him all that time that Jake had been missing. It wasn’t fair to keep him at arm’s length for everything…even if he could be kind of a stick in the mud worry baby about every other thing.
“It’s called the ‘Hall of Egress’,” Finn offers as wary explanation. “It was like…a magic maze that kept sending me back into it every time I got out. I was stuck in for a long time.” A pause. “Like, a real long time.”
It was simplified, but Finn felt like maybe the quick and dirty explanation was best. It got the idea across, at least.