you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
Finn doesn't know if this will cost him, too - willingly given, rather than obligatory, his arm curls around her that she might rest against him, her head pressed to his chest such that she'll be able to hear the thrum of his heartbeat. It's still a little fast, but that's the snapdragon - and it's probably Tobi, too. He doesn't know what he expected to feel, to have her so close, and it surprises him that it feels good. Safe, even, and he lets his eyes close until her voice breaks the silence.
"...? Oh... Oh, I see," he says slowly, dropping his gaze from the crown of her head down to the floor. It doesn't sound... right. It isn't the sort of thing he's able to articulate very well, but gods if Finn doesn't try his best. "That might be what I need, but I'd really like a friend," he mumbles, reaching up with his free hand to rake it through his curls. "But I... I understand. If you can't do that. I would never want to make things difficult for you."
"...? Oh... Oh, I see," he says slowly, dropping his gaze from the crown of her head down to the floor. It doesn't sound... right. It isn't the sort of thing he's able to articulate very well, but gods if Finn doesn't try his best. "That might be what I need, but I'd really like a friend," he mumbles, reaching up with his free hand to rake it through his curls. "But I... I understand. If you can't do that. I would never want to make things difficult for you."
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
