awareness is the enemy of sanity
Of course. Because they have shared dreams together, and much as Finn would like to get away from that reality, he can't. So if he believes Remi - and gods, he wants to, much as the feel of him pressed up against his back won't leave - and the resulting conflict has him dragging a knee up to his chest so he can press his forehead against it. "Okay," he says slowly, as if reassuring himself rather than the other man. "Okay. I..."
He has two choices. Listen to the Lullaby and claw back some semblance of sanity, or don't, and make this fraught situation even worse. And so, after a few deep breaths, the Spyglass glances up again. His stormy eyes are a little glazed, a bit flat, but he has regained his composure. "It was an accident, then?" he confirms, needing to hear it once more despite himself.
"I - alright. Alright, I... where is it you meant to go?" With wobbly but careful movements, he starts to get himself back onto his feet, reaching for the glass of water Remi has set down for him and taking a slow sip. "Thank you," he murmurs.
He has two choices. Listen to the Lullaby and claw back some semblance of sanity, or don't, and make this fraught situation even worse. And so, after a few deep breaths, the Spyglass glances up again. His stormy eyes are a little glazed, a bit flat, but he has regained his composure. "It was an accident, then?" he confirms, needing to hear it once more despite himself.
"I - alright. Alright, I... where is it you meant to go?" With wobbly but careful movements, he starts to get himself back onto his feet, reaching for the glass of water Remi has set down for him and taking a slow sip. "Thank you," he murmurs.
for once you hear the screaming
it never stops
FINN
