we are all broken
He realises with a stab of guilt, of course, that he hasn’t really thanked her for all she’s done for him, and though he can’t say so now with the melodies spilling out between them, Finn makes a mental note to make up for it. For the time being, at least, he throws himself into the music with a soft smile on his lips, stormy eyes flicking up to gaze at Tobi every now and then; the guitar is his one and only, of course, so he barely has to look at it to join with her playing.
And as she begins to hum, Finn adds a beat to the song; a soft rap of his knuckles, or a knock with the heel of his hand, until there’s a much more complex collaboration happening than when they began. He’s absorbed in it, the combined sound of their music soothing him in a way that nothing else really can, and he doesn’t even notice that others have stopped in their strolling to watch.
And as she begins to hum, Finn adds a beat to the song; a soft rap of his knuckles, or a knock with the heel of his hand, until there’s a much more complex collaboration happening than when they began. He’s absorbed in it, the combined sound of their music soothing him in a way that nothing else really can, and he doesn’t even notice that others have stopped in their strolling to watch.
that’s how the light gets in
