memory’s so treacherous
”Gone soft? Everyone already knows that Doctor Hart is soft,” Finn says, waiting for the world to rearrange itself behind his eyes so that he can se properly again. His jokes are quiet and contain hardly a fraction of the humour that Tobi is offering, but it’s the most he’s been able to conjure in days. Snug against the pillows, he lets her peel himself away from him and relaxes back against the headboard. It’s pleasant just to be upright, even if he’s feeling like death.
”I’ll take even a temporary fix right now,” Finn whispers, his brow furrowing as he takes stock of himself. He will be skeletal before long, and there’s no telling what further damage is being done with the fever. He reaches for the glass as she offers it, before suddenly flinching back, seeming conflicted. ”I... I don’t want it,” he says slowly, not understanding himself. ”I know I need it, but I... suddenly I can’t...” Finn shakes his head; he doesn’t know what he’s asking for. Clarification? Help? Either way, the sight of the water has created a confusion and repulsion in him that he can’t comprehend.
”I’ll take even a temporary fix right now,” Finn whispers, his brow furrowing as he takes stock of himself. He will be skeletal before long, and there’s no telling what further damage is being done with the fever. He reaches for the glass as she offers it, before suddenly flinching back, seeming conflicted. ”I... I don’t want it,” he says slowly, not understanding himself. ”I know I need it, but I... suddenly I can’t...” Finn shakes his head; he doesn’t know what he’s asking for. Clarification? Help? Either way, the sight of the water has created a confusion and repulsion in him that he can’t comprehend.
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
