we are all broken
Finn knows. He knows what it is to be sorry and to so desperately crave that forgiveness and acceptance. He knows, too, the bite of a whip, the pain reflected back at him in his reflection at the Needle. And so he reaches out as Tobi did mere moments ago, his palm turned up, offering the touch that is starting to skip towards being just a bit familiar. "It sounds very frustrating," he says softly. "...Have you thought of leaving Stormbreak? There are those all over Caido who would welcome your gifts. And..."
He chooses his words carefully, here, not knowing enough about it but trying anyway. "Your gifts are Rae given, just like the lilies that broke the Climb fever. Rae's lilies. Rae's shifts." Is Finn telling it to Tobi or himself? He doesn't know, but at least for the Spyglass, the reminder is a welcome one.
A more Ronin well-adjusted man might have made a horrendous joke regarding Tobi's ability to hold balls; alas, Finn can only shrug his shoulders. "That is a shame," he says. "Do you... enjoy it? Being both?"
He chooses his words carefully, here, not knowing enough about it but trying anyway. "Your gifts are Rae given, just like the lilies that broke the Climb fever. Rae's lilies. Rae's shifts." Is Finn telling it to Tobi or himself? He doesn't know, but at least for the Spyglass, the reminder is a welcome one.
A more Ronin well-adjusted man might have made a horrendous joke regarding Tobi's ability to hold balls; alas, Finn can only shrug his shoulders. "That is a shame," he says. "Do you... enjoy it? Being both?"
that’s how the light gets in
