As the pair walked away, Fionn could feel his anger recede. He had behaved rashly, he had been out of line and he knew it. The glow that had begun to engulf him slowly receded quickly, before disappearing altogether. He slumped onto a bench and sighed heavily, giving a weak wave to the figure on the balcony.<br/><br/>"Great," he muttered, kicking gravel off the path under his feet, "Now what?"