"He should already be there,"Vesper said, waving her off. Once she was gone, Vesper went back to her task. It took her another twenty minutes to find Finny. She found him further outside the encampment, leaning against the wall, eyes trained on the city of tents ahead of him. "There you are! I've been looking all over the place for you." Her bright smile faltered when she noticed his face. Throughout the trip here, he had been focused on getting back. He had pushed the pain of loss away, and carried on. Now, however, there was time. Time to take in the grief, and pain.<br/><br/>"...You're not ok." It wasn't a question, and it pulled Finny's attention to her. He didn't speak for a few moments, letting the words hang in the air before he let out a sigh. "No, but neither are you, or anyone, really....I just needed a moment to myself. I went to see some of the other families. Let them know." Finny ran a hand through his hair. When he had gone off the results had been what he'd expected. A mix of anger, and grief. Some of the family blamed him, others themselves, and some the very Gods. He was having a hard time getting the images of their faces, and voices out of his head. He thought Vesper could see and hear them too by the way she looked at him.<br/><br/>"Didn't go well,I take it....Finny..dwelling on the past wont help. What happened, it wasn't your fault. It was the dragon, and Briarwood, and maybe Kerreks, but not because of you,"she said echoing the words Ragnar told her earlier. "I'm still trying to come to terms with it myself, and it's hard, but we didn't know." Vesper gave him a small smile and took hold of his hand. She noted the tremble in them. Finny stared at her, eyes red, swallowing the lump in his throat. She let him go, and just like that the moment was over. "Anyway, Ragnar wants us to go to Farkas. He's gathering up everyone so we can talk about what we can do. I'll lead the way,"she said motioning for him to follow. They arrived last,the tent nearly packed full.