He bit down on his lip, the soft skin piercing under the teeth. He hair had managed to in front of his eyes and he pushed it back his his left hand. "Finn. My names Finn." He finally replied, his voice was deep but the Irish accent made it smooth like a drawl. A small blush flamed his cheeks as she noted his accident. "Ah. I'm fine... Pins and needles..." He explained looking down at his black boots,
He bit down on his lip, the soft skin piercing under the teeth. He hair had managed to in front of his eyes and he pushed it back his his left hand. "Finn. My names Finn." He finally replied, his voice was deep but the Irish accent made it smooth like a drawl. A small blush flamed his cheeks as she noted his accident. "Ah. I'm fine... Pins and needles..." He explained looking down at his black boots,