Considering their circumstances it is understandable that the possibility slipped Finnick's mind. Besides, as long as one of them kept an eye out for such things things would be alright and it was a role he had no problems taking upon himself.
"So we shall be," he agrees.
It had been his crown once upon a time, for the short period he'd been high king, but it had been taken from him during his capture and melted down in the forges of Angband. He'd mourned it, not particularly for what the thing symbolized, but for the fact that he'd made together whith his grandfather.
"I... I don't know..." It's certainly a possibility. Still, he can't help but to hold his circlet a bit tighter to himself. "Perhaps so... but then... how did they even get these to begin with?" He holds up his circlet. "This was destroyed. I saw it be melted down with my own eyes... it should not exist at all, much less so far from my own world."
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"So we shall be," he agrees.
It had been his crown once upon a time, for the short period he'd been high king, but it had been taken from him during his capture and melted down in the forges of Angband. He'd mourned it, not particularly for what the thing symbolized, but for the fact that he'd made together whith his grandfather.
"I... I don't know..." It's certainly a possibility. Still, he can't help but to hold his circlet a bit tighter to himself. "Perhaps so... but then... how did they even get these to begin with?" He holds up his circlet. "This was destroyed. I saw it be melted down with my own eyes... it should not exist at all, much less so far from my own world."