memory’s so treacherous
Well, Tobi has successfully lifted Finn's spirits well into the realms of boyish; it's as if there's nothing beyond this, nothing beyond the long corridor and the unexpected game of fetch. With a grin that dimples his cheeks and takes years off his face, Finn follows after the doctor as best he's able to watch the trainwreck that is her attempt to catch the roll of bandages. "You did it!" he cheers when she finally snaps it up, and he's leaning down for her as she approaches again to deposit it at his feet.
"Again? Alright, but we need to make sure we don't wake any of your patients, Doctor Hart." With a smirk that is as close to charming as Finn will ever get, he collects the bandages a second time and straightens up. Pulling back his arm, he lets the roll loose again, and it bounces merrily away down the dark corridor.
"Again? Alright, but we need to make sure we don't wake any of your patients, Doctor Hart." With a smirk that is as close to charming as Finn will ever get, he collects the bandages a second time and straightens up. Pulling back his arm, he lets the roll loose again, and it bounces merrily away down the dark corridor.
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
