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FINN

Finn is glad for her explanation, because the way his lips part and his brow furrows suggests that he has no idea how she expects money to run. There isn’t any, to begin with, so he gets the impression that it wouldn’t be in a rush, if it was going anywhere. ”I see. In that case, I take it all back. I wouldn’t want to give Dorian a run for his money in that particular arena,” he decides.

He glances over his shoulder as well, echoing Tobi’s gesture, though soon enough the unicorn enclosure is lost in the cobbled pathways and the sweeping tree line. ”Well, perhaps we shall have to visit again before she leaves to rejoin her herd. We can bring a thank you, since she was kind enough to heal my hand.” Even this is said softly, like Finn doesn’t want anyone else to hear.

It isn’t long before they’re nearly out of the Celestine again (maybe the Spyglass has picked up his pace ever so slightly in his haste to get to the clinic), and Finn isn’t sure what to expect from his admission. Tobi’s response, though, causes his shoulders to relax, and he smiles across at her softly. ”I imagine it will. I’ll have to look for a music room, unless you know a way to transport your piano.”

listen to silence. it has so much to say

Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection