October
It's a quiet consolation
A mistake that I don't mind
A mistake that I don't mind
Anyone looking might notice how adorably boyish Finn looks with his flushed cheeks, and one hand clutching a notepad while the other holds that of the girl next to him. Tobi isn't really looking though, lost in the implications of what she's said and the rather shocking plans that they're making.
"Well, that's a relief at least." Tobi says, breezing by the awkwardness of the topic with a simple shrug. "If you could see what I was, I guess I would worry that others could too. I've always wondered if Cian secretly knows." Her thoughts are a bit rambly now, but it's the best she can do on the shaky-side of secret telling. 'How does he do it, do you think?' She asks, having no reason to believe Finn actually knows the answer.
Noting the redness of Finn's cheeks and just now realizing how clammy his hand was becoming in hers, Tobi turns a concerned gaze toward him. "No...that's true, I can't. And...that shift isn't quite as expressive as a dog is." But that hardly matters now. "Are you alright? Do you want some more juice?"
"Well, that's a relief at least." Tobi says, breezing by the awkwardness of the topic with a simple shrug. "If you could see what I was, I guess I would worry that others could too. I've always wondered if Cian secretly knows." Her thoughts are a bit rambly now, but it's the best she can do on the shaky-side of secret telling. 'How does he do it, do you think?' She asks, having no reason to believe Finn actually knows the answer.
Noting the redness of Finn's cheeks and just now realizing how clammy his hand was becoming in hers, Tobi turns a concerned gaze toward him. "No...that's true, I can't. And...that shift isn't quite as expressive as a dog is." But that hardly matters now. "Are you alright? Do you want some more juice?"
Maybe you'll meet me at the station
Or maybe somewhere down the line
Or maybe somewhere down the line
