you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
Lost in his own memories, Finn doesn’t realise that he’s lost pace with Remi until he glances up and spots that the Alchemist has disappeared from his side. But then he pops up again and almost makes the Spyglass flinch with the comparative abruptness of it, Finn stuttering in a breath. ”It wasn’t your fault,” he murmurs, misunderstanding the apology in spades.
As for how old he was, he nibbles at the inside of his lip and shrugs like it doesn’t matter. ”I’d just turned eight, I think,” he says. There’s no I think about it - it had happened three weeks after his eighth birthday, not a day more or less. ”After that, living turned into surviving. You do what you have to.” Another shrug.
As for how old he was, he nibbles at the inside of his lip and shrugs like it doesn’t matter. ”I’d just turned eight, I think,” he says. There’s no I think about it - it had happened three weeks after his eighth birthday, not a day more or less. ”After that, living turned into surviving. You do what you have to.” Another shrug.
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
