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Finn had been putting this off for days now. Since the beach party that had led to him becoming an insanity titan's late night snack, he had left this particular object shoved into the back of a sock drawer, knowing that just looking at it, all covered in blue gunk, it's hands no longer ticking a steady pace across it's face, would likely make him retch violently. His dad's watch, the one and only piece of his previous existence, of who he used to be. It was the only item he held at any value, and he didn't wear it often. He had thought that for a night out, for a simple party, it would have been safe.

He had thought wrong.

It had been long enough now, though, that he felt like he'd had plenty of time to come to grips with the situation. He fished around in his sock drawer and pulled the watch out, feeling something inside of him twist at the sight of it, it's surface covered in blue splotches that had dried in place. With a small hissing sigh, he ran his thumb over it's face, then gripped it tight in his hand.

It was time to see what the damages were.

With his room barely lit by the sun that shone through the window, Finn decided to take his little personal chore outside. So, he gathered up the bamboo mat he had found in the scrap pile on the beach, rolling it up to tuck under one arm, as well as some few other things he thought might come in handy, and set off to go outside, where he promptly rolled the mat back out, and sat his a** down on top of it.

And then he simply stared at the watch, and wondered where he was even meant to begin. He supposed cleaning it was probably a safe start, and he pulled out a soft cloth from his back pocket, one meant for cleaning glasses clean, before setting to work.

So concentrated on his work that he was, Finn never even noticed when somebody had approached, not until he heard a voice speaking down to him from above. Glancing up, and squinting due to the sun beating down overhead, he paused for a moment, as though debating a way to answer that statement.

He decided on something simple. "Thanks." His voice was a bit gruff, and he looked back down to the watch, inspecting it's work.

Wait...did he know this guy? He looked back up, squinting again but this time for a different reason. "Hey...weren't you at that beach party the other night? Mixing drinks or something." More squinting. "You were eaten too, weren't you?"

Finn held up his watch. "I was wearing this at the time. It's still got a bunch of that blue s**t in it." He gave his head a small shake, jaw clenching just slightly in agitation.