blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
She agrees and Finn lets out the breath he's been holding, raking his fingers back through his curls. "Thank you," he murmurs, chewing at the inside of his cheek. "It is because of the Silk Houses," he say suddenly, the need to be more honest with Tobi something that surprises him, but it feels also like a release somehow. That doesn't stop his cheeks from flushing with what absolutely feels like shame, though.
Still, he does move to join her on the plush rug, tilting his head. "Strong enough... for me...?" he echoes, watching as she produces what looks like the most ineffective rolling pin Finn has ever seen, or perhaps a wheel for a cart that a cat would pull. "Uh... yes, please. What is it for? Why are we on the floor?" And why is something like that lying around on your desk?
Still, he does move to join her on the plush rug, tilting his head. "Strong enough... for me...?" he echoes, watching as she produces what looks like the most ineffective rolling pin Finn has ever seen, or perhaps a wheel for a cart that a cat would pull. "Uh... yes, please. What is it for? Why are we on the floor?" And why is something like that lying around on your desk?
FINN
