sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired
Finn is well prepared for this to stray into the sort of awkward territory that almost feels comfortable by this point, so Tobi's remark does exactly what it's intended to. He huffs out a surprised laugh, flexing his hand and glancing down at it, thumb running across his fingertips as if to test that out himself. "Finger hats," he repeats, raising his eyebrows at her. "I haven't played for a while. They'll disappear if I'm not careful."
Nose scrunching regarding Cian's interest in the Star - Finn wishes none of that sort of intensity on anyone - it's nonetheless a relief to know he might not be under such scrutiny again quite so soon. And with Tobi taking his medicine over, with any shred of luck this will be the first and last time something like this happens.
Her offer is a kind one, one that Finn doesn't take lightly, but for once he's in the right sort of mindframe to see himself in relation to other people. A rarity indeed. "I'll stay here, if it's all the same, Tobi." He smiles. "Thank you, for doing all that you did."
Nose scrunching regarding Cian's interest in the Star - Finn wishes none of that sort of intensity on anyone - it's nonetheless a relief to know he might not be under such scrutiny again quite so soon. And with Tobi taking his medicine over, with any shred of luck this will be the first and last time something like this happens.
Her offer is a kind one, one that Finn doesn't take lightly, but for once he's in the right sort of mindframe to see himself in relation to other people. A rarity indeed. "I'll stay here, if it's all the same, Tobi." He smiles. "Thank you, for doing all that you did."
FINN
