you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
Finn's breath hitches sharply at the feel of her hands on his sides as she slips up behind him, but he's used to it enough these days not to drop the coffee pot. Quite when they began to push his boundaries as the norm is beyond him (is this some sort of treatment, Doctor Hart?), and while he doesn't enjoy it, he tolerates it from Tobi. "Good morning," he says softly, pouring them both a mug of coffee and opening his mouth to ask the inevitable, but she beats him to it.
"Ah - I'm sorry," he says instead, glancing over his shoulder at her. "I'm glad, though. I have missed the coffee from Stormbreak." Everything from Halo seemed harsher somehow; Finn understands it, but that's not to say he hasn't been craving his home comforts. "Is Everest still asleep?" It's one thing to wake his girlfriend (gasp, he's saying it to himself now and everything) but worse still to wake their son.
"Ah - I'm sorry," he says instead, glancing over his shoulder at her. "I'm glad, though. I have missed the coffee from Stormbreak." Everything from Halo seemed harsher somehow; Finn understands it, but that's not to say he hasn't been craving his home comforts. "Is Everest still asleep?" It's one thing to wake his girlfriend (gasp, he's saying it to himself now and everything) but worse still to wake their son.
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
