you are a terribly real thing in a terribly false world
"People will say anything when it's pillow talk," Finn admits quietly. He has never been this frank about his situation. He has never dared to speak about it - but his lips are as loose as they get after coming home from Torchline. The drugs leftover in his system make it easy to talk, make it easier still to have Tobi cuddled up against him. Because much as he does want it, he knows that given the chance his mental state would rally against it. So in that way, he's almost grateful.
"I imagine they feel it a relief, to say the things they are supposed to keep inside. It doesn't matter if they say it to a whore. What is the whore going to do about it?" He rolls his shoulder in a shrug. As to whether Cian is that cruel? Finn couldn't possibly comment. "He said I could have anything I needed, when I saw him earlier. I told him no."
And he might just live to regret it, but at the moment, everything is too far away to really comprehend. A sad smile tugs at his lips at her second question. Finn doesn't want to nod, but he does. "That is why the snapdragon and the dreamdust," he confirms through a whisper.
"I imagine they feel it a relief, to say the things they are supposed to keep inside. It doesn't matter if they say it to a whore. What is the whore going to do about it?" He rolls his shoulder in a shrug. As to whether Cian is that cruel? Finn couldn't possibly comment. "He said I could have anything I needed, when I saw him earlier. I told him no."
And he might just live to regret it, but at the moment, everything is too far away to really comprehend. A sad smile tugs at his lips at her second question. Finn doesn't want to nod, but he does. "That is why the snapdragon and the dreamdust," he confirms through a whisper.
and that, I believe
is why you are in so much pain
FINN
