October
when the night has been too lonely
and the road has been too long
and the road has been too long
For a long moment, you say nothing. Your eyes raise to meet Finn's, studying not the blue of them, but the man who lingers beneath. A man who'd rather struggle and stumble his way down several floors, to risk having his peace being disturbed. A man who knows better, and still has chosen this option. A man you wish you understood more, if only so you could be of more help to him. But then, that's why it was so important for Falke to see him. Because you believe that out of everyone, the Fixer is the only one who understands.
Whatever part of you is frustrated by Finn's willful response is hidden away, and after a moment you smile encouragingly. "Do you want to shower here, or at the clinic?" Here would afford Finn more privacy, though the clinic's showers had many more handles and seats that those in the Spyglass's condition would probably appreciate.
Whatever part of you is frustrated by Finn's willful response is hidden away, and after a moment you smile encouragingly. "Do you want to shower here, or at the clinic?" Here would afford Finn more privacy, though the clinic's showers had many more handles and seats that those in the Spyglass's condition would probably appreciate.
and you think that love is only
for the lucky and the strong
for the lucky and the strong
