sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired
"I would like that, I think," Finn murmurs, and once it becomes clear that the table across the way isn't going to be giving them any more grief, he seems to relax a bit, digging into his breakfast and sipping at his coffee. "Or perhaps I will let Ever practice his reading, and he can read them to me," he suggests, slowly seeming more awake and alert as the coffee goes down. Tapping his toe against her shoe again, he sighs and nods.
"You're right. Well, at least now I have evidence that it works as well," he reasons, finishing up his pastry and glancing back to the doctor as she walks him through her day. "Would you like me to bring you some lunch?" he offers. "I have a few pieces of research I can work on while I wait for the demigods to return, but they can be done in my own time at the office. I can be there when Everest gets home, too."
"You're right. Well, at least now I have evidence that it works as well," he reasons, finishing up his pastry and glancing back to the doctor as she walks him through her day. "Would you like me to bring you some lunch?" he offers. "I have a few pieces of research I can work on while I wait for the demigods to return, but they can be done in my own time at the office. I can be there when Everest gets home, too."
FINN
