[@IrishAngelQueen]Finch glanced up at Suzie. Who sat weighlessly on her shoulders. THe little girls soft fingers weaved with Saphira's hair. Pulling it into the neatest braid that the little girl could manage. [b]"[color=blue]Than why are you at this orphanage?[/color]"[/b] His voice was blunt and precise. As if demanding that she cut straight into the chase instead of trying to delay the answer. Personally, Finch wouldn't be so open to such questions. He would prefer others to stay out of his past, and be in his future instead. Even though memories of being tied and locked up in the dark haunted him consistently, he refused to let it rule his life. And talking to people about what had happened would only make it worse. At least, that's how he saw it.