“I’m sorry,” he murmured. But it wasn’t enough, of course. What could be? He set everything down and then took Finn’s hand in his, lacing their fingers together.

“My fault or not, I’m sorry.”

He leaned in, pressing up along side Finn, and then hesitated. It didn’t last long. After a moment he leaned in, raising Finn’s hand to his lips and giving a slow, careful kiss to his knuckles.

“I’ll make it up to you. Promise.”