memory’s so treacherous
Tobi doesn't help, as she picks up the sticks only to throw them at him a second time, and Finn is helpless in his laughter. He wants to help her, wants to be his usually polite and demure self, but her words keep ringing back through his head and he really can't stop. Eventually, of course, he has to get some semblance of control over himself, but his chest hurts and his throat is a bit raw with it as he tries to catch his breath. "You thought you could set me alight with matches and tongue depressers," he fills in for her.
By now he is actually leaning down to help, though the boyish grin won't leave his face. "I didn't mean to come down here. I had a nightmare and I didn't want to stay in my rooms, so I went for a walk. My feet must have taken me to the clinic," he explains. "I am sorry - I didn't mean to frighten you like that. I was daydreaming, I think."
By now he is actually leaning down to help, though the boyish grin won't leave his face. "I didn't mean to come down here. I had a nightmare and I didn't want to stay in my rooms, so I went for a walk. My feet must have taken me to the clinic," he explains. "I am sorry - I didn't mean to frighten you like that. I was daydreaming, I think."
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
