October
a sunflor soul
with rock'n roll eyes
with rock'n roll eyes
"My lips are sealed." You agree with a conspiratorial wink, miming zipping your lips closed and tossing away the key. "They all seem so...unchecked." You add a touch hesitantly, glancing over your shoulder as if expecting Cian to come in at any moment and haul you away for your lack of confidence.
Finn's question has your stomach turning to knots, and it's only thanks to years of tempering your emotions around patients that you don't totally wilt at his side. "I don't want to sound like Falke, but...I think it all depends on what you mean by on purpose." You reply, your fingers unconsciously roaming over the joints of Finn's hand, once shattered nearly beyond repair. "I think the you talking to me right now didn't mean for it to happen, but that doesn't mean another part of you didn't. Or..." You bite the inside of your cheek, frowning suddenly at Finn.
"Could it have been someone else?"
Finn's question has your stomach turning to knots, and it's only thanks to years of tempering your emotions around patients that you don't totally wilt at his side. "I don't want to sound like Falke, but...I think it all depends on what you mean by on purpose." You reply, your fingers unconsciously roaming over the joints of Finn's hand, once shattered nearly beyond repair. "I think the you talking to me right now didn't mean for it to happen, but that doesn't mean another part of you didn't. Or..." You bite the inside of your cheek, frowning suddenly at Finn.
"Could it have been someone else?"
curious thoughts
& a heart of surprise
& a heart of surprise
