sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired
He settles in a way that surprises no one more than himself, at the cool and gentle touch of another person. Not another person though, not really - it's one specific person, and that's the only reason the option is available in the first place. Tobi acts as his tether, readily and without remark, and it's not something that Finn thinks he has the words to thank her with. Sitting quietly to listen to her explanation, he nods as things seem to fall into place.
"They acted as if it were normal, for them," he mumbles, muddling through it for no other reason than because he needs to make sense of it to let it go again. "Demigod magic. Perhaps they have similar abilities...?" If so, Remi's are not for guiding and saving people; of that Finn is uncannily certain.
A beat of silence, and the Spyglass is glancing back at Tobi again. "Would you keep the medicine for me?" he asks. "I don't think I should have it with me. If I need it, I can take it under your supervision. I..." He bites the inside of his cheek. "I don't trust myself anymore, Tobi."
"They acted as if it were normal, for them," he mumbles, muddling through it for no other reason than because he needs to make sense of it to let it go again. "Demigod magic. Perhaps they have similar abilities...?" If so, Remi's are not for guiding and saving people; of that Finn is uncannily certain.
A beat of silence, and the Spyglass is glancing back at Tobi again. "Would you keep the medicine for me?" he asks. "I don't think I should have it with me. If I need it, I can take it under your supervision. I..." He bites the inside of his cheek. "I don't trust myself anymore, Tobi."
FINN
