FINN
and into the forest i go,
The nurse is forgotten almost as soon as the door clicks shut, Finn letting out a short breath of relief. Tobi takes a step towards him and, for once, the Spyglass doesn't backtrack, doesn't try to flee. He merely offers a sad smile to her, raking a hand back through his curls. "You didn't screw up, you almost died. A little lost sleep is nothing to know that you are still here," he says softly. With anyone else he might just stick with the generic response - I'm fine, just tired - but she's a doctor, and he came here to see her on purpose.
"I haven't been sleeping." No shit, Sherlock. "Maybe an hour or two a night, sometimes less? It is starting to affect my work." And that's putting it mildly; Finn caught himself filing a mug under the letter "T" of his filing cabinet. Which is ridiculous in the first instance, because it really ought to have gone under "M" for mug, but--
That is not the point. "I don't think the medicine will cut it this time."
"I haven't been sleeping." No shit, Sherlock. "Maybe an hour or two a night, sometimes less? It is starting to affect my work." And that's putting it mildly; Finn caught himself filing a mug under the letter "T" of his filing cabinet. Which is ridiculous in the first instance, because it really ought to have gone under "M" for mug, but--
That is not the point. "I don't think the medicine will cut it this time."
to lose my mind and find my soul
