Fin had started to lead the way, making sure his strides were shorter and slower to allow the child to walk at a comfortable pace. "Coco! Fine name Las, Fine name that it is." Fin nodded in approval as looked down at his new small companion. "No need to be callin' me mister, I ain't the time for formalities. No need to be stiff with me lass. Hahaha." Private Fontaine chuckled as he sauntered through the streets, hands in his pocket. A quite few locals saw Fin and eagerly waved at him, and the friendly rune knight waved back shooting them his signature sunny smile. Finnegan had grown a decent following, not to the point where he was hampered by paparazzi. But the young man had earned the trust and hearts of hand full of people during his patrols, he would often stop and help shop keepers bring in some supplies, other times he had helped parents find their lost children, climbing a tree to save a little girls cat, and other times it was Fin simply helping the elderly cross the street. So it was only natural for those he had helped in the past to be happy and eager to see him patrol the streets.
"Hmmm me accent... As a child I grew up in the Emerald Isle, a country called Seven. Like the lucky number seven!" Finnegan chuckled as he held up seven fingers, before putting them back into his pocket. "Aye... me homeland... I've been to many a places before ya know lass, traveled quite a lot. But the cadence of me motherland has never left me tongue. Hahahahaha!" Private Fontaine laughed. He paused for a moment, and swung his bag off his shoulder, rummaged through it while he walked. Eventually he pulled out two cookies, handing them both to young sabertooth member. He would zip up his bag and swing it back on his shoulder and continued on his merry way along side coco. "Help yourself to them cookies lass, I've got plenty." Fin smiled. "What about you? Where are you from?" Fin inquired.
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