SIDNEY PRESCOTT: KISSES HIS HAND GENTLY. finley isn't sure when reluctance became fondness, but he wasn't going to question it. more than anything, he was glad that sidney trusted him, now. he knows it hasn't always been easy for her, after everything she's been through, to have faith in another person. not when so many had betrayed her. but fin had made it clear he didn't want to hurt sidney, and now she was holding his hand, kissing his knuckles with light lips. ' you gettin' soft on me? ' finley says with a goofy grin, eyes firmly glued to her. he gives her hand own hand an appreciative squeeze. @ghostfought.









