[center][color=#008b8b][h2]Fionn MacKerracher[/h2][/color][/center]
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Other than a momentary glance of confusion as Fanilly quickly stepped out from between himself and Gerard, Fionn's mood—and the smile on his face—only grew as Fanilly took to heart what each of the three around her were saying. Certainly, it was better than watching her pace the garden with no way to break through her own thought process. Beyond that, it would be proof enough for one of his points in one ongoing [i]disagreement[/i] with some of his fellow knights over their captain's long-term capability as a leader. [color=#008b8b]"See? Now you've got a plan, not just a problem."[/color]

Satisfied for the moment with the captain's issue, he turned back to Gerard, tucking his thumbs into his belt as his gaze fell upon the man—though he refrained from pointing out any other stains. [color=#008b8b]"Now, that decided, you were calling for me, aye?"[/color]