This is your heart undone, Take all the time you want
"Honestly, it could be that." You say with a sunny smile. Finn is, for all his wonderful powers of observation, a bit dense. You don't fault him for it of course, nor do you even think that it's a flaw. It's just how he is, but in times like this, it does make you want to laugh a bit as he stands naked before you, offering commentary on his ability to read expressions while most of your face is covered by a mask.
It wasn't all the same to her. But instead of rounding on him and shaking some sense into him, you merely hum under your breath giving Finn a bit of mental space before continuing. Once everything has been labelled and properly stored, you turn towards Finn. Though your mouth is covered your eyes are large and expressive enough for him to see the simple sympathy and understanding that you're trying to communicate. He'll also see the way you're tethered to responsibility, just like he is.
"We don't have to talk about it, no. I'm not Falke, and I'm not here to treat your mind. But you aren't a doctor Finn, and there are things you saw which might be medically relevant." And so she asks him to describe it again. Not the fire, not the lingering colours, but the other thing.
"I was only kidding before about quarantining you all. But there's a real chance it might be necessary now. Thousands of lives could be in danger, depending on where everyone went. Halo, Torchline, the Hollowed Grounds?"
It wasn't all the same to her. But instead of rounding on him and shaking some sense into him, you merely hum under your breath giving Finn a bit of mental space before continuing. Once everything has been labelled and properly stored, you turn towards Finn. Though your mouth is covered your eyes are large and expressive enough for him to see the simple sympathy and understanding that you're trying to communicate. He'll also see the way you're tethered to responsibility, just like he is.
"We don't have to talk about it, no. I'm not Falke, and I'm not here to treat your mind. But you aren't a doctor Finn, and there are things you saw which might be medically relevant." And so she asks him to describe it again. Not the fire, not the lingering colours, but the other thing.
"I was only kidding before about quarantining you all. But there's a real chance it might be necessary now. Thousands of lives could be in danger, depending on where everyone went. Halo, Torchline, the Hollowed Grounds?"
& some will try to help
But there is freedom in breaking down
October
