you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
Swallowing hard and letting his shoulders relax away from his ears as Tobi steps away, Finn flashes her an apologetic look that borders on confused, knowing he's not reacted well but not knowing what he's meant to do about it. Still, the relief that floods his expression to know that not only is Ever still asleep, but that he's doing better... it doesn't fix everything, but gods it's a good start. "I'm glad," he says. "Has he started speaking to you again? I think I discovered what the notes were for."
Blowing the steam from his own mug in an unconscious mirror of Tobi, Finn lets his stormy gaze drop towards her toes. "I imagine Ronin would be very pleased to have you back," he says with a soft nod. "I was going to head to the Collegium, to my old office. It... I feel a bit lost," he admits. Lost and raw and fragile, perhaps, but not knowing if it's something that will heal on its own or if it's a prelude for another bumpy ride in his mental state.
Blowing the steam from his own mug in an unconscious mirror of Tobi, Finn lets his stormy gaze drop towards her toes. "I imagine Ronin would be very pleased to have you back," he says with a soft nod. "I was going to head to the Collegium, to my old office. It... I feel a bit lost," he admits. Lost and raw and fragile, perhaps, but not knowing if it's something that will heal on its own or if it's a prelude for another bumpy ride in his mental state.
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
