you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
”Good,” he whispers, as far from the truth as he can be, but soothed by her words nonetheless. ”That... that’s good.” His hands are cut and burned and covered in ash and blood, but he grips hers tightly as he tries to think through the grey slush of his thoughts. His eyes prickle as she gives him a much needed dose of reality, Finn nodding without meeting Tobi’s eyes. ”It all got so out of hand. She was just... I ran into her. I didn’t mean to.”
He’d been keeping his distance, as he’d promised. But it didn’t make it any easier. He squeezes her hands, like she might just save him from whatever he’s done, but of course they both know that it’s not possible. The damage is already done. ”I’ll try,” he mumbles, doing as much as he can to get his feet under him, gritting his teeth and managing to get himself upright - barely. The world swims and so does Tobi, painted in shades of violet opalescence, and Finn can’t help but smile. ”You’re beautiful,” he tells her with boyish innocence.
He’d been keeping his distance, as he’d promised. But it didn’t make it any easier. He squeezes her hands, like she might just save him from whatever he’s done, but of course they both know that it’s not possible. The damage is already done. ”I’ll try,” he mumbles, doing as much as he can to get his feet under him, gritting his teeth and managing to get himself upright - barely. The world swims and so does Tobi, painted in shades of violet opalescence, and Finn can’t help but smile. ”You’re beautiful,” he tells her with boyish innocence.
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
