"Weirdly enough, there's no Halloween equivalent in Tamriel." Finn figures the food is cool now, so he pops one into his mouth, chewing it over as he contemplates what he's thinking. Because what he wants to say to Jonathan could end in both of them being embarrassed and avoiding each other for weeks.

"You know, I've been thinking. It's been a few months since we did the horizontal tango." He wonders if he should keep stringing it along or just blurt it out. By Azura, he feels like he's sixteen again. "I guess what I'm saying is that I've come to like you a lot. Like, I feel close to you, especially after last week."