Running into Finn like this stirred up a flurry of feelings; Frannie had decided for sure that she was going along with this engagement, but the minute their paths had crossed, she was suddenly second guessing the decision. It had been easy enough when she thought they’d probably never speak again– not easy in terms of their friendship… that was a loss she still was saddened by frequently, but with the chance of anything rekindling with him, the oldest Fabray assumed this was her best move. She’d missed their daily texts - and she’d yet to find anyone ever again to talk to like she did Finn. Frannie was a psychologist, so listening was her forte; when it came to expressing herself though, he was still the only person she’d ever divulged. “Yeah, I missed you, you know. I thought maybe I’d never hear from you again,” she replied honestly, and then listened as he explained his route from college and beyond. Frannie was extremely proud of him; she knew everything in Lima had rattled Finn and shaken his confidence (to put it lightly), but it made her so happy to see him successful, and doing something he seemed passionate about. He deserved it more than anyone in the world. She was really hoping Finn would leave it at that and not inquire about her recent endeavors; even if she doubted he still had any feelings toward her that way, the last thing she wanted to do was hurt him, or shatter that tiny chance. Lying wasn’t right either though, and would make her just as low as Quinn. So, tentatively she raised her hand to show off the diamond, and explained where it had come from. Finn seemed stunned for sure, and she almost thought she sensed a bit of upset at his initial reaction… until he was congratulating the blonde and pulling her into a hug. Perhaps she was just being hopeful. Frannie gently returned the embrace, more tightly than the first time. Finn then wanted to know who the ‘lucky’ guy was, and the young woman braced herself to answer him. “Well um, actually… you probably know him. Patrick Wallace? His father is the chief of your department? We um, we met about a year ago doing well… this.” As much as a part of her wanted Finn to care, maybe he wouldn’t. Maybe he was just being the nice guy that he was. Even so, she didn’t want this to be their last encounter. Reluctantly she removed from his grasp, with a fairly forced smile on her face now. “Maybe we could catch up sometime though, better? Like, not at the scene of a crime?” she asked lightheartedly, hoping to pull a laugh from him. “I’m really proud of you, Finn. I can’t say that enough.”