*Elewynn stops following Finnick and shakes her head*
Elewynn: Fin. We have to help.

*The old mage sighs and pulls a small pouch out of a pocket before inhaling some of its contents*
Finnick: Fine. Fucking fine. But I'm not doing this sober. You stay here and make sure the depressed lizard is fine.
*With that, he spins around and marches back towards the kitchen*
*Elewynn nods her thanks to Finnick, and gently kneels down next to Jilial*