FINN
”Then that’s what we’ll do,” Finn murmurs with an uncharacteristically decisive nod. He realises that Tobi has been much more than a doctor to him over the past few weeks, getting the cure for his sickness and helping him when he was arguably at his worst. Even going so far as to come out here with him, and to look at his hand after it’s been healed. ”I’m sure it’s fine. But thank you,” he says of the offending limb, smiling softly and glancing up as they step into the shadow of the Tower.
Rather than surprise or embarrassment, something strange comes across Finn to hear that Tobi does not only play the piano. It’s a cousin to pleasure, the Spyglass smiling openly even if he’s gazing at the ground before them. It dimples his cheeks and takes years off him. ”What else do you play?” he asks, his curiosity cheerful as the sunshine that plays through the trees.
Rather than surprise or embarrassment, something strange comes across Finn to hear that Tobi does not only play the piano. It’s a cousin to pleasure, the Spyglass smiling openly even if he’s gazing at the ground before them. It dimples his cheeks and takes years off him. ”What else do you play?” he asks, his curiosity cheerful as the sunshine that plays through the trees.
listen to silence. it has so much to say
Code taken from Sky who is utter perfection
