It was incredibly hard to act so calm and collected before a monster of a man who reminded Ash, in a strange way, of Grean. If someone told her they were twins - she would believe it.

If Finn was scared, he wasn't letting on. If it had been under different circumstances, she might've blushed, but given the terrifying man that had stopped Finn in his tracks, and the eerie cold presence he gave off, she didn't. The room held its breath as the man and Finn glared at each other - the man with a smile hidden in his features. Finn rolled his eyes, letting out a sigh.

"What do you want, man? You want money?"

The man laughed, a metallic sound forced sound that could give anyone nightmares.

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"You are a bigger fool than I thought, Finntainian Peter."

Finn didn't move a muscle of surprise at the sound of his name - Ash figured he must be used to it by now. The real world rocker was when he knew Ash's.

"Ash Smith, surely you must know what I desire."

"I don't."

He opened his mouth to speak but Finn cut him off.

"And let me just say, neither of us cares."

The man shot an angry look at Finn before a smile wrinkled his features again.

"Oh, you will. Very, very much."

"Would you stop it with the riddles, man? Just tell us what you want and get out of our hair."

A shiver ran down Ash's back when she caught him noticing Finn nervously rubbing his wrists. She wished she had just drawn the man's attention back to her or somehow stopped Finn, but it was too late.