[h1][center][color=dimgray]Finn McKinley[/color][/center][/h1]
[b]Mentions:[/b] Everyone, I hope. 
[b]Interactions:[/b] [@JFK] Gregori

It was both a comfort [i]and[/i] an annoyance. How warm and inviting this place seemed. The sounds from the coffee pot and the kitchen, the way everyone spoke. He hadn't been around this many people besides Trish since he'd left school. It was both comforting and made him want to find a nice hole to crawl into so he could be alone with his thoughts again. 

Finn's expression barely changed as the... gloves? traveled past him. He made no real motion to move to speak to anyone. He kept his mouth shut as his eyes scanned the room and the people in it. He hadn't been in the building for some of their introductions, so he didn't know everyone's names, not that he really cared to remember anyway. The older man [Gregori] looked... kind, for lack of a better word. There was something about him that read grounded and.. wizened? Yeah, something like that. Though, Finn wasn't entirely sure what that would mean for him. If he walked over and stood next to him, would the man strike up conversation or leave him alone like he wanted? 

When he looked over at the girl with the long dark hair [Wren], she was looking back at him with the same level of interest. His brow furrowed momentarily. He didn't quite like the way she seemed to see through him. There was a hint of knowing there that he didn't quite like. He'd probably try to avoid her if he could. He couldn't shift his gaze from her quickly enough.

The next was.. hard to miss with that bright blue hair [Noah]. Somehow the request to reside in the basement made so much sense that it hurt. Finn elected to ignore Trish's comment about him joining them. Though, realistically, Finn was a little upset he hadn't thought of it. The basement would have been perfect. Maybe there was an attic he could hole himself in... 

The next one looked.. young and sounded it too [Soren]. He appeared to be very friendly and.. light magic, huh? Seemed interesting. There was a small part of Finn that was jealous of that. That magic sounded a hell of a lot better than his and a lot easier to control. 

He didn't let the feeling linger, he'd already moved on to looking Juniper over, even as his sister walked off to find her own room. He followed after her after moment, his eyes lingering on the older woman before he turned. He watched his sister on the stairs, a dull, unimpressed expression on his face. He could tell exactly what she wanted and it was already annoying him. 

At the first landing, he peeled away, his eyes glancing over the opened rooms. There was one that looked a bit darker that the others and he gravitated towards it. The walls inside were pitch black and the single lamp did little to illuminate the entire room. The windows let in light, but he was sure he could obtain some kind of blackout curtain, right? He set his small bag down to the side of the bed and turned to head back downstairs, despite wanting nothing more than to close the door and leave everyone else to it. 

He filed into the kitchen after his sister, a twitch of annoyance on his brow. He glanced at the others again and decided to test his thoughts on the older man. He walked over closer, leaning again the counter as he stood nearby him enough to invite conversation, but far enough away that he could escape if the man actually decided to try.