<div class="floatright">(http://31.media.tumblr.com/77da1d6f9afde1efa6263291e2abed8b/tumblr_n2pnec422E1s6bxzqo1_250.png)</div><strong>Location:</strong>Barracks<br/><strong>With:</strong>Bremorel<br/><hr/>Finna entwined her fingers with Bree's when the half elf caught her hand and brought it up between them as she wagged a finger at her admonishingly. She giggled at her friend's teasing then shot her a broad and naughty smile as she said 'in her defense',  "The priestess spoke of foes already dead yet up and fighting... I've never faced such things... I could... Learn a thing or two from her..." Although every word she said was reasonable, the look in her eyes and the cheeky cant of her head made it clear that though shed definitely work the priestess over for the information she spoke of, her interest in the buxom, fiery haired beauty was not solely professional... But then again, given the goddess the priestess served, perhaps it could be termed such.<br/><br/>Finna's reverie had her miss some of the interchange between Lady Judith and Bree, but Bree's long-suffering look and melodramatic rubbing of where she'd been pinched made Finna laugh merrily but she couldn't help but dip her head in agreement with the point she made, Finna wasn't so good with keeping her hands to herself. She saw how Bree darted a hand out and stole a drip from the lip of the cauldron then cried for her aid. She didn't miss a beat, she boldly and without a moment's hesitation slipped between Bree and the Cauldron, offering her body as a shield. She made no aggressive moves on Lady Judith, knowing any retribution for the theft she cared to exact was just... But she wouldn't let it fall on Bree, not when she was there to protect her.