you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
"You aren't selfish," Finn whispers, and wonder of wonders, a flickering smile actually makes its way across his face. "You are the least selfish person I know. You don't need to cry for me, if that is what you are upset about." Even Finn doesn't know if he can cry for himself at this point. He can feel it building in his chest and his throat, a rising tide that will drown him one day, but not yet. Not now.
But as Tobi sits up enough to look at him, he still can't meet her gaze. He wants to, but it's as though locking eyes with her will let her know everything. She'll see straight through him, and then what? So he looks at a point just above her eyebrow, the illusion of meeting the eye, and it's all he can give for now. "Can... can I try to know what's best for me for a little bit?" he asks softly, not wanting to risk upsetting Tobi or undermining her as a doctor. "Because I just want to sit here for a bit, with you. And talk, maybe. If that's what you want as well."
But as Tobi sits up enough to look at him, he still can't meet her gaze. He wants to, but it's as though locking eyes with her will let her know everything. She'll see straight through him, and then what? So he looks at a point just above her eyebrow, the illusion of meeting the eye, and it's all he can give for now. "Can... can I try to know what's best for me for a little bit?" he asks softly, not wanting to risk upsetting Tobi or undermining her as a doctor. "Because I just want to sit here for a bit, with you. And talk, maybe. If that's what you want as well."
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
