sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired
"Uhh..." It's a good thing that Tobi decides she'll simply bring them all, because Finn has absolutely no chance of being able to figure it out. He smiles to her instead, nodding as she goes to get everything ready. And whilst she's gone to arrange things in elaborate fashions, Finn attends to the exceedingly important work of levering himself into a sitting position. By the time she returns, Ever will be lolling against his shoulder rather than his belly, the Spyglass resting his cheek very gently against their son's soft head of curls.
He smiles softly at the offer of the plate, patting the space beside him and reaching out for a cracker and a triangle mountain, as well as a star, stacking them up and doing his best not to shower Ever with crumbs. "Do you think Safrin has saddlelites up there in her stars? I imagine it would be a lot to keep track of."
He smiles softly at the offer of the plate, patting the space beside him and reaching out for a cracker and a triangle mountain, as well as a star, stacking them up and doing his best not to shower Ever with crumbs. "Do you think Safrin has saddlelites up there in her stars? I imagine it would be a lot to keep track of."
FINN
