blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
"There is very little evidence to suggest that cut flowers are capable of such things," Finn says somewhat breezily, leaning down to arrange his files neatly when Tobi takes the bag. "Some herbs have been said to increase focus and energy. But I am not sure your patients intended for you to eat your flowers." Straightening back up, he accepts the sandwich with a smile before settling himself on the couch beside her. "But if you believe it will help, perhaps the placebo effect will come into play. Personally I think you are a fine medical professional already."
For anyone outside the little apartment, it is perhaps the most they would have heard Finn say in a conversational setting. But this - along with the comparatively minor distance between them on the sofa - is just one of many small tells that demonstrate the Spyglass's comfort with the doctor at his side. "It was," he says after a small bite of his sandwich. "I am attempting to track relics which may have been located, but not yet discovered..."
He pauses, furrowing his brow. "I am worried that I will be called back out into the field." His glasses have remained quite safely in their case, in a drawer in the attic, and his stability without them is unmistakeable.
For anyone outside the little apartment, it is perhaps the most they would have heard Finn say in a conversational setting. But this - along with the comparatively minor distance between them on the sofa - is just one of many small tells that demonstrate the Spyglass's comfort with the doctor at his side. "It was," he says after a small bite of his sandwich. "I am attempting to track relics which may have been located, but not yet discovered..."
He pauses, furrowing his brow. "I am worried that I will be called back out into the field." His glasses have remained quite safely in their case, in a drawer in the attic, and his stability without them is unmistakeable.
FINN
