Finn lingered by the door of the house cautiously. He wasn't used to being with so many people, especially in such a small place. Not since he had been in the Unwanted Children's Home. But that was a long time ago. He had, er, kicked up a bit of a fuss in the limousine. Finn didn't like being stuffed in to small spaces, and he certainly didn't like being sustained while there.

When he had tried to struggle to the door, open it, and fling himself out, he was pulled back violently and restrained forcefully. After assaulting one of the people in the car, he was hit back a lot harder and was out cold for a few minuters. His eye was a little swollen, but that was nothing new.

He cleared his throat, feeling he should speak. However he changed his mind, and said nothing.