memory’s so treacherous
"Hello, Ever," Finn greets, keeping his eyes on his son and swallowing hard even to take those few steps towards the boy - he's still far too close to the Falling for the Spyglass's liking. "Everything is fine. Your mother had a surgery this afternoon, I said I would come and pick you up," he explains, his voice as measured and easy as ever. Given that Finn does know all the reasons behind his being there, his social anxiety is relatively low.
Real fear is still very much present, though, and he swallows hard and turns his back on the docks even if Ever hasn't actually stepped up beside him yet. "Shall we go? I got you some lunch from the sandwich stall in the Pacifist Plaza."
Real fear is still very much present, though, and he swallows hard and turns his back on the docks even if Ever hasn't actually stepped up beside him yet. "Shall we go? I got you some lunch from the sandwich stall in the Pacifist Plaza."
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
