Sera's heart fluttered as Finn's warm hand enveloped hers, his words wrapping around her like a comforting blanket. She looked up at him, a mix of gratitude and vulnerability in her gaze. He means it, she thought, feeling a swell of emotion rise in her chest. It had been so long since someone had made her feel this safe, this cherished. She squeezed his hand back, the words catching in her throat, but her eyes spoke volumes—silent thanks and unspoken hope.

"Thank you," she whispered, her voice barely audible but full of all the things she couldn't say aloud.

Sera glanced at Finn, feeling the warmth of his smile tug at her in a way she wasn’t quite ready to admit. She had known him long enough to recognize that sheepish look — it was one of his more charming expressions, even if he didn’t always mean it to be. She raised an eyebrow as they walked toward the mess tent, her curiosity piqued by the playful smirks on Michael and Zoya’s faces.

When they reached the table, Finn slid over a little to make room for her. She hesitated for a moment, considering the space he left. Part of her felt like she should keep a little distance, but another part... well, another part felt pretty comfortable where she was. With a quick glance at Michael and Zoya, she made up her mind and dropped into the seat beside Finn.

"Thanks," she said with a half-smile, but her eyes stayed focused on the food. No need to draw too much attention to the fact that she was sitting next to him.

She could already feel the playful tension building around the table. She’d have to brace herself for whatever teasing Michael and Zoya had in store.

Sera felt a warm flush spread across her cheeks at the sound of Finn's voice, the soft and familiar nickname catching her off guard. Sunshine. It was a simple word, but it always made her feel... special. Hearing him say it in front of Zoya and Micheal sent a flutter through her, and she couldn't help but glance at them, half-expecting a teasing remark.

But to her relief, they stayed quiet, exchanging only knowing looks between themselves. It was as if they could see the way her heart skipped a beat at the sound of Finn's voice. She was grateful they didn't push it, but the quiet glances between them made her feel like she was in the spotlight.

She couldn't help but sneak a glance at Finn, meeting his eyes for a moment. A smile tugged at her lips, and she quickly looked away, hoping the others hadn't noticed the way her stomach did flips at his soft tone.