October
It's a quiet consolation
A mistake that I don't mind
A mistake that I don't mind
Tobi's relief and appreciation is palpable and evidenced by the way she releases the inside of her cheek where she'd been biting it, and huffs a small breath of embarrassed laughter. His suggestion isn't one she finds silly at all, and even though she can absolutely find the words for what it is she wants to say, it is the saying it that she's struggling with. Pulsing her fingers against his, too caught up in what she's set in motion to properly appreciate Finn's willingness to reassure her physically, the doctor just nods and smiles.
'That's a really good idea.' Tobi whispers, conspiratorially and bashfully. 'Do you have a pen?' Her eyes dart to what he's wearing, fairly confident that in some pocket somewhere there will be a bit of paper or parchment and something to write with.
'That's a really good idea.' Tobi whispers, conspiratorially and bashfully. 'Do you have a pen?' Her eyes dart to what he's wearing, fairly confident that in some pocket somewhere there will be a bit of paper or parchment and something to write with.
Maybe you'll meet me at the station
Or maybe somewhere down the line
Or maybe somewhere down the line
