Slowly, the fake smile on Finn's face washed off, and he met Priest's gaze directly.
In the face of his unspoken question, Finn replied with his own unspoken answer:
I see what you're doing… But I'm not playing your game…
There was no defiance in his eyes. If anything, it was just a declaration. A declaration that Priest could do anything he wanted, but he was not going to dance to his tune and squirm under him.
And Finn knew this was not the Ferropteryx at play. At least not to a large extent. The Ferropteryx's influence had been calmed by Althea not long before they'd entered the Soul Sanctum, so Finn knew this wasn't just his soul debts...
This was mainly him.
The way this man — Priest, looked at Finn like watching him squirm was the natural order of things and Finn should be grateful he wasn't revealing anything rubbed Finn the wrong way.
Do what you want, Finn's expression said clearly.
For a brief moment, genuine surprise flickered across Priest's face.
