Finnegan leisurely watered plants in his office that late afternoon, gentle sunlight streaming in as he did so. He was waiting very patiently, expecting someone in. The other day, he'd caught on to a young girl's more long term stress while breaking up a hostile situation, and wanted to do something about it.
It was Alice Damascus, a thirteen year old who had been through a lot, from what was detailed in her file. And recently, she'd made quite the extreme change in species along with her new lifestyle. Finn understood what that was like from personal experience. He wasn't surprised that she was more susceptible to pressure and lashing out, not in the slightest.
He'd offered to talk with her, or simply allow her to rest in his office without being bothered by anyone or anything, some nice quiet time. He hoped she'd be coming, and he hoped even more dearly that he could be of help to her. That was all he really wanted in life. After all the plants were glistening with fresh droplets of water, pretty and happy, Finn flopped down into one of the chairs of the lounge side of his office, opening a book of fairytales to read for the time being.