Come Thou Fount- Mark Shultz
Evey looked around the room, warm and glowing as it was with a fire crackling in the hearth beyond and friends surrounding her, all awaiting and participating in what would become their first traditional dinner together.
She smiled, her eyes grazing over Mr. Finch and his tusseled hair, Dominic, a few of her old fiends from the BTN, and new friends as well.
"How are you?" Finch said as he approached her from the middle of the room, he noticed that she had been a bit standoffish this evening; keeping her words short and prone to sticking to the sides of the room.
"Fine Erik, just fine," she smiled, "I know what your thinking, but it's ok, really. I miss him but I know he's here."
"Good girl," he said softly, "now lets get a bit of food into you now shall we?"