Finn’s Escape Plan (Fails Horribly)

Back at the river, Finn was still trapped under Ignis, trying to inch away without being noticed.

"So…" he said nervously. "Uh… what's the Empire's food policy like? Are prisoners fed well?"

Ignis pouted. "Darling, you're not a prisoner! You're my future husband!"

Finn twitched. "RIGHT. Right. Totally normal. Definitely not terrifying."

Ignis hugged him. "I KNEW YOU'D UNDERSTAND~!"

Finn internally screamed again.

Plan A: Run away → Failed.

Plan B: Scream for help → No one sane was nearby.

Plan C: Fake his own death → Hard to do when trapped in a princess's death grip.

"Okay," Finn said. "Um. If I agree to go with you, can I—uh—use the bathroom first?"

Ignis grinned. "Awww, you're so polite! Of course!"

She let go.

Finn immediately ran for his life.

Ignis squealed. "A CHASE?! How romantic!"

Finn screamed.

And thus, the worst game of tag in history began.