we are all broken
”Yes. I have been known to attend, and after being given the water from the hot springs, it seemed right to give thanks to the Old Gods for making such a thing exist.” He shrugs his shoulders, though Tobi might see the hint of a blush on his cheeks at being caught out doing something so comparatively fluffy, given his usually logical self. She brings Finn around, at least, by swaying their concentration towards the music, and he nods and sits back to let her start.
And he’s predictably caught by the music, as she might have known he would be. It really does sound like rain, Finn watching her hands play over the metal, plucking and harmonising in a beautifully soft melody. He almost doesn’t want to interrupt - but when he does join in, it’s with a gentle, low strum to complement the tone of the array mbira, filling in the spaces and following her lead until the Celestine is filled with their music.
And he’s predictably caught by the music, as she might have known he would be. It really does sound like rain, Finn watching her hands play over the metal, plucking and harmonising in a beautifully soft melody. He almost doesn’t want to interrupt - but when he does join in, it’s with a gentle, low strum to complement the tone of the array mbira, filling in the spaces and following her lead until the Celestine is filled with their music.
that’s how the light gets in
