you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
It will surprise Cian, probably, the way Finn barks out a laugh at his remark. ”If only you knew,” he says - easy on the eyes is one way of putting it when it comes to his meeting with Remi. More like looking into a mirror, one that was fractured and chipped in different places to Finn, but damaged all the same. He does unconsciously take off his glasses, however, slipping them into the inside pocket of his coat, like the world is too bright now.
He nods curtly, already drafting the letter in his mind and letting his attention start to slip towards the future, towards this third variable that has erupted onto the scene so abruptly. But it snags, his focus, on the knife-edge of Cian’s voice, and Finn swallows hard and rubs a hand over the scruff on his chin. ”It will not happen again,” he tells the Eye, knowing too well what may happen if it does.
He nods curtly, already drafting the letter in his mind and letting his attention start to slip towards the future, towards this third variable that has erupted onto the scene so abruptly. But it snags, his focus, on the knife-edge of Cian’s voice, and Finn swallows hard and rubs a hand over the scruff on his chin. ”It will not happen again,” he tells the Eye, knowing too well what may happen if it does.
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
