lyricless

one by one they lay the world at my feet,
one by one they drive me crazy.

"I would." Your cheeks are round with enthusiasm and joy at the mere prospect of seeing a creature tangentially like you. Familiar prickles of embarrassment and unease temper the feeling somewhat knowing that, in some sense you're lying to Finn by not telling him that in fact the clinic already has such a creature. "I really would." You add, beaming, happily making your way into the mottled shadows cast by the strange and wonders plants that serve as make-shift walls within the Celestine.

You let Finn slide away. You should have known better to reach out and grab at him like that, but you just...well, to say you couldn't help it feels like it's putting it mildly. Invisible hackles raise along your back and neck, though in this form it's merely the few mammalian hairs there that have raised. Shaking your head—what Molly wants is not the point—you wrap your arms unhappily around your waist, biting the inside of your cheek. "I wouldn't let him do that to you." You grumble, almost stubbornly. It is a rare look for you, this blatant disobedience. Given what a waif you are in this body your protectiveness is almost laughable. But still you stand your ground, levelling Finn with an indomitable dark stare. "Not ever."

October