sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired
The idea of playing again with Tobi does bring some warmth and ease back into Finn's expression, and he nods gently to her. "Then I had better work hard not to get another scolding," he remarks with a smirk, fingertips rubbing absently together as if to test the callouses and how much his next practice might be affected by the lack of attention paid to his instrument. Nodding in agreement about Safrin, the Spyglass seems as though he's about to get lost in thoughts of the star-clad goddess; luckily, Tobi draws his attention again.
"It was fine for me," he says, though that doesn't really say anything to how it was for Ronin, the man having done all the hard work. "It was like waking up from a very good sleep, honestly." Despite the truly nightmarish depths he'd plunged into, following the soft glow of celestial light seemed to wipe it all away, to warm him and clear his mind of it all. "Go ahead - I should be alright here, I think."
"It was fine for me," he says, though that doesn't really say anything to how it was for Ronin, the man having done all the hard work. "It was like waking up from a very good sleep, honestly." Despite the truly nightmarish depths he'd plunged into, following the soft glow of celestial light seemed to wipe it all away, to warm him and clear his mind of it all. "Go ahead - I should be alright here, I think."
FINN
