we are all broken
"I suppose I must be a nicer person than you are for sugar-coating it, then," Finn retorts, though he absolutely does not disagree with her. Because she is absolutely right, of course, and he leaves it at that. Whilst she tunes her instrument, he fusses over his guitar in a similar fashion. It doesn't need anything done to it, but he enjoys the familiarity of the motions, and so they sit for a bit in a silence that has never seemed comfortable before now.
"Earn it? I was unaware that our relationship was transactional," he remarks, giving the instrument an experimental strum once he's finished, before sitting back to get comfortable. "It does feel a little like the ocean, doesn't it?" He glances around as if he might see something - and were he wearing his spectacles, he might, but Finn has also been careful with those as of late.
So he acquiesces, as Tobi requests her sunny song, promptly bursting into something lively enough to get the air around them feeling warm and balmy, like a LongHeat day in the Pacifist Plaza. Probably with a cold beer.
Finn is playing THIS!
"Earn it? I was unaware that our relationship was transactional," he remarks, giving the instrument an experimental strum once he's finished, before sitting back to get comfortable. "It does feel a little like the ocean, doesn't it?" He glances around as if he might see something - and were he wearing his spectacles, he might, but Finn has also been careful with those as of late.
So he acquiesces, as Tobi requests her sunny song, promptly bursting into something lively enough to get the air around them feeling warm and balmy, like a LongHeat day in the Pacifist Plaza. Probably with a cold beer.
Finn is playing THIS!
that’s how the light gets in
