““Matthew? “Finn, what was Matthew like before he left? Did he bring supplies with him? Food?” He was always hungry. “A metric shit ton of food.” “Did he tell you good-bye before leaving?” “Kinda. You know Matto. He said a bunch of weird stuff.” “Like what?” Weird stuff from him could be critical. Finn peered at the tent roof. “He told me, ‘I see far’ and ‘the gods mark us all.’ And something like ‘All is not what it seems.’ I thought he was kind of joking around, but he didn’t laugh.” “Anything else?” Finn snapped his fingers. “Oh, oh, and right before he rode out, he caught my eye and said, ‘I’ve made peace with it.’” With what?””
