memory’s so treacherous
"Even more slippery if you don't have any grip, I imagine," Finn says with a small smile, though it's overshadowed by the concern in his expression. His hands close around hers, planning to lift her to her feet in one fell swoop, but as Tobi falters he's forced to reconsider. "Hey, slow," he murmurs, and before she's even asked if it's alright (and it's appreciated, more than he can ever show), Finn is looping one of her arms around him so he can guide her back onto her feet.
"Another?" he asks; Stormbreak isn't well-known for having victims of LongNight, after all, and he wonders if something bad has happened to one of her patients. Or maybe he's the other victim. "Don't worry about the crutches - just tell me where we need to go," he says, happy to take most of her weight while they walk.
"Another?" he asks; Stormbreak isn't well-known for having victims of LongNight, after all, and he wonders if something bad has happened to one of her patients. Or maybe he's the other victim. "Don't worry about the crutches - just tell me where we need to go," he says, happy to take most of her weight while they walk.
one moment you’re lost in a carnival of delights
the next, it leads you somewhere you don’t want to go
FINN
