October
when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do
& you don't know what to do
"No." Tobi's tone was even and unbothered; she might have been declining Finn's offer to help set the table or telling a patient that they were out of a certain flavour of jello. Scrubbing at a stubborn bit of their dinner that refused to be washed away by soap and water alone, October seemed far more interested in finishing up the dishes than discussing Finn's efforts to potentially help identify one of the largest threats to bombard Caido in their lifetime.
Having heard Finn explain his meeting with Remi over dinner, October had listened patiently and without judgment, until he felt he'd satisfactorily explained all the nuances of it. Only then did she render her verdict, though truthfully, her mind had been set against it from the beginning. What she couldn't understand was why Ronin of all people thought that this was a good idea, but she'd save that particular line of questioning for the next time she saw the Nova.
"They can go to the gods and ask for glasses just like yours. There is no reason for you to be involved in this." Unable to turn around given the tears silently streaming down her cheeks, Tobi scrubbed harder at an already clean plate.
Having heard Finn explain his meeting with Remi over dinner, October had listened patiently and without judgment, until he felt he'd satisfactorily explained all the nuances of it. Only then did she render her verdict, though truthfully, her mind had been set against it from the beginning. What she couldn't understand was why Ronin of all people thought that this was a good idea, but she'd save that particular line of questioning for the next time she saw the Nova.
"They can go to the gods and ask for glasses just like yours. There is no reason for you to be involved in this." Unable to turn around given the tears silently streaming down her cheeks, Tobi scrubbed harder at an already clean plate.
nothing you confess
could make me love you less
could make me love you less
