Finn's a little iffy about showing up to this get-together. There's sort of a 'veterans' label on it, for starters, and he's not sure he counts in that number.
Room full of soldiers, sure.
He never slotted into those too well even when all the soldiers were ones he got raised with.
He also did the party scene for the first week of the month, give or take, in a weird equilibrium reset after getting room to breathe from February's... entire situation. The actual worst holiday. He had fun on purpose and kept it nicely contained to some warehouses. Did the casual thing. So he's in as good a place as he ever is. Quota on expecting anything to be good reached, I guess. Which is more to say, Finn's back on his usual level of turning up to recreational activities on full serious blast.
And because John is a person he actually knows, he inevitably ends up drifting in his direction after a while. John is... weird. Still. As a person and an experience. Finn's trying to figure out how he works. Where the limits are gonna be. But tonight it's definitely better the person who already knows how bad he is at small talk than some poor soul who hasn't figured it out yet. Plus there are games. Games are legit.
"So what's the deal with this one?" Good thing: he's not trying to fuse with John's shadow when he asks this question. He's crouching on the opposite side of the foosball table to get a look at it from another angle. John's personal space lives to fight another day.
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Room full of soldiers, sure.
He never slotted into those too well even when all the soldiers were ones he got raised with.
He also did the party scene for the first week of the month, give or take, in a weird equilibrium reset after getting room to breathe from February's... entire situation. The actual worst holiday. He had fun on purpose and kept it nicely contained to some warehouses. Did the casual thing. So he's in as good a place as he ever is. Quota on expecting anything to be good reached, I guess. Which is more to say, Finn's back on his usual level of turning up to recreational activities on full serious blast.
And because John is a person he actually knows, he inevitably ends up drifting in his direction after a while. John is... weird. Still. As a person and an experience. Finn's trying to figure out how he works. Where the limits are gonna be. But tonight it's definitely better the person who already knows how bad he is at small talk than some poor soul who hasn't figured it out yet. Plus there are games. Games are legit.
"So what's the deal with this one?" Good thing: he's not trying to fuse with John's shadow when he asks this question. He's crouching on the opposite side of the foosball table to get a look at it from another angle. John's personal space lives to fight another day.