Finn, that shy and gentle boy who, for some reason, is your friend. More than once he called you in the early morning to complain about how Marsh had broken the door twice that same day.

You don't deny it, it was fun: Finn is nice, although sometimes during mealtime he's always stuck to you like gum. You had never seen his magic, actually, you were curious about it. What kind of magic would that boy have that made him attached to you because you were the only normal person in his group of friends?