Finnick is... Rather shocked by this outburst. Clearly, Finnick hit a nerve. Rolan hits one back, a little, by implying that he and Anthem don't truly care for Zevlor, weren't there when he needed them, as if Finnick possibly could have been. What he says about Zevlor does make sense overall, even though it's harsh, but what he says about Anthem is surprising and confusing. He supposes he doesn't know the details of their history all that well, after all.
Finnick doesn't say anything in response. He takes a moment to take a deep breath- stressed, a bit angry, worried that he massively fucked up, and disappointed that Rolan seems entirely done with him.
"Let me find you a key."
Finnick stands, walks past Rolan to the front desk, and gets a room key. He returns and hands it to the tiefling.
"I'll be around if you need anything else. Rest well." His voice is quiet, sincere. Whether they agree or disagree, everyone is welcome at the Inn, and he's sure Rolan must be going through a lot. Despite being angry, Finnick wants the other man to find comfort here, to get whatever he needs.
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Finnick doesn't say anything in response. He takes a moment to take a deep breath- stressed, a bit angry, worried that he massively fucked up, and disappointed that Rolan seems entirely done with him.
"Let me find you a key."
Finnick stands, walks past Rolan to the front desk, and gets a room key. He returns and hands it to the tiefling.
"I'll be around if you need anything else. Rest well." His voice is quiet, sincere. Whether they agree or disagree, everyone is welcome at the Inn, and he's sure Rolan must be going through a lot. Despite being angry, Finnick wants the other man to find comfort here, to get whatever he needs.