Finch would come out, but she wouldn’t say anything. Instead the young girl would push forward into his chest, her ears lowering as she nuzzled into his own body. She never spoke much, not that it bothered him much, but he would give a soft sigh, embracing her by lowering his head across her neck. There was something in his chest that just... Hurt. He wouldn’t give in... He just wanted to protect his family. All of them.
“Something happened at that meeting... Something bad Finch. I don’t know what it was... But I don’t like it.” He would say softly. “I promise... I’m gonna help you threw it too, okay? We’re family. We’ll figure this out together.” The young man would draw back with a smile, looking at her. Sure it was forced, but he was trying. “Why don’t you train with me? I can look out for you. I know you’ll excel... You’re good at things... Especially being quiet. You’d do great as a messenger or something for the pack!”