we are all broken
"Good luck with that. Usually I am the medical emergency you use as an excuse to get out of something, I imagine," Finn quips back with unexpected wit, absently pinging one of the strings on his guitar before glancing back to Tobi as she accepts his challenge. They sit in comfortable silence, snow beginning to fall softly out of the window, a gentle murmur of voices from someone meandering through replacing the music that filled the space just a few moments prior.
And when the doctor doesn't seem to get anywhere close to the heart of the riddle, of course Finn gives away absolutely nothing. But he isn't cruel enough not to offer a hint, stormy eyes settling on Tobi as he starts to recite part of the answer. "One has claws at the end of its paws..." He trails off, waiting expectantly for her to pick it up.
And when the doctor doesn't seem to get anywhere close to the heart of the riddle, of course Finn gives away absolutely nothing. But he isn't cruel enough not to offer a hint, stormy eyes settling on Tobi as he starts to recite part of the answer. "One has claws at the end of its paws..." He trails off, waiting expectantly for her to pick it up.
that’s how the light gets in
