Furfur shrugs one shoulder, offering Finnick a wry smile. "It's understandable. I've done worse in defense of my brother and never bothered to apologize afterwards."

Not that there was anybody to apologize to by the time he was done. As much as he hated his twin, Malnatoth was one of the few people he could trust.

Once they're at the island, Furfur lets Finnick do his thing before getting out of the boat, feeling a little bit wobbly as he steps onto dry land. "Man, you're going to have to teach me how to sail one of these days. I don't know why the Powers That Be assigned me to the Undine, I know nothin' about water."

He flicks the sapphire hanging from his horn with an amused laugh, then follows Finnick into the woods. "I'm way more comfortable out here."