Board Thread:Roleplay/@comment-26854056-20170113162801/@comment-26854056-20170127204131

"After this shitstorm is over, I'm going back to France to look after my younger brother. He's only six and was pretty attached to Finch, so I have no idea how I'm going to break it to him..."

He sighed, loosening the bandages on his face.

"I have no idea if he would even recognise me with this scar on my face. I'm just hoping that he's still alright."

Quail frowned slightly, tucking in his notebook into his sleeve.

"Well, goodnight Princess. Get some rest. I'll get you some breakfast tomorrow."