sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired
"...Yeah," Finn concludes, as if he's utterly befuddled by the entirety of earth's galaxies and planets and stars. Indeed, he's more than happy to leave it where Tobi decides to, feeding himself some more cheese and crackers as if to punctuate the end of that particular topic. Almost, anyway, Finn glancing at the next page curiously. "Their telescopes do look more advanced than ours, though," he notes. "What's that? The Bubble Telescope?"
Rather than stiffening or looking away or any of the other obvious tells that go along with Finn's discomfort, the Spyglass barely reacts at the mention of Torchline; indeed, he even nods a bit to hear her speak about it. "Perhaps when Ever is a little older, we can take him," he suggests. "I feel it might be a bit too soon right now, though." He smiles to her.
Rather than stiffening or looking away or any of the other obvious tells that go along with Finn's discomfort, the Spyglass barely reacts at the mention of Torchline; indeed, he even nods a bit to hear her speak about it. "Perhaps when Ever is a little older, we can take him," he suggests. "I feel it might be a bit too soon right now, though." He smiles to her.
FINN
