spooky scary skeletons

[say]"Oh."[/say] Tobi hadn't been expecting the offer of course, but looking over at Finn, she's quick to wipe the incredulity off her face in lieu of a smile. [say]"Well I already know you have steady hands and are good at taking direction."[/say] She muses under her breath as if this was suddenly some mock interview. [say]"If you're okay with a few sassy teenagers and a few unsavoury smells, I'd be happy to have you."[/say] Even if all he did was push her around in a wheelchair, she'd still appreciate the help. His nudge makes her stifle a grunt of pain, but she grins through it. [say]"It's sounding more and more like this is going to be an oral report, after all."[/say]

Instead of answering, Tobi scrunches her nose at Finn, the expression adorably sarcastic and entirely unthreatening. Indeed it is to Tobi's office they go, her door still left open from where she'd left it that way. [say]"Skeletons don't have feelings, Finn."[/say] The doctor says, her voice dry and nearly free of emotion. It's a poor replication of Finn's voice, made even worse by the fact that Tobi can hardly keep her smile from colouring her words as it is.

[say]"No you're fine. I'm almost sure that skeleton was mine from my last class of nurses I was working with."[/say] Nodding toward the couch, she'll likely sleep there tonight, Tobi detaches herself from Finn that she might collapse down onto the cushions.