you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
"Well," Finn says slowly, looking into his coffee mug as if it might hold some answers, or at least would be able to tell him if he'd done the right thing. "I did... angle the mirror a little, so he could see better. And perhaps I explained what I was doing out loud." Shaking his head - it sounds absurd now that it's leaving his lips - he glances back up at Tobi for help. (They're in the same boat here, unfortunately). "I wonder if it would be better to speak to Mateo about it. Ever seems to speak with him more."
A pink flush dusts across his cheeks at her compliments - Finn will never be accustomed to being told openly that he is good at something - and the ex-Spyglass places his mug down and steps away from the counter to hold out his hand for Tobi. "You always believe in me, and I am never sure why," he says, the whisper of a smile curling at his lips. "Thank you, for that."
As for being the Magnifying Glass, Finn's brows furrow for a second before stormy eyes light up, and his smile this time is enough to dimple his cheeks. "I understood that joke," he tells her, proudly.
A pink flush dusts across his cheeks at her compliments - Finn will never be accustomed to being told openly that he is good at something - and the ex-Spyglass places his mug down and steps away from the counter to hold out his hand for Tobi. "You always believe in me, and I am never sure why," he says, the whisper of a smile curling at his lips. "Thank you, for that."
As for being the Magnifying Glass, Finn's brows furrow for a second before stormy eyes light up, and his smile this time is enough to dimple his cheeks. "I understood that joke," he tells her, proudly.
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
