when you bury your pain
"That is true, I suppose. I hear that newborns wake every few hours anyway, so I suppose there will always be someone to give it attention." Finn smiles softly, though it hasn't really sunk in yet, what that will mean. What that attention will be. And unlike Tobi, he doesn't know if there will be time later to try and process things, not in his state of medicated sleep.
Oblivious to her mental gymnastics, Finn instead moves to rise to his feet, offering out a hand automatically to help her up off the couch. It's easier to offer assistance when he is aware of it, and Finn has always been able to reach out to people when it's for the sake of helping them.
"Hm...? I... I suppose I haven't given it much thought. Would it make it better for you?" he asks softly. "I don't know if it will be better or worse if people know that it's mine."
Oblivious to her mental gymnastics, Finn instead moves to rise to his feet, offering out a hand automatically to help her up off the couch. It's easier to offer assistance when he is aware of it, and Finn has always been able to reach out to people when it's for the sake of helping them.
"Hm...? I... I suppose I haven't given it much thought. Would it make it better for you?" he asks softly. "I don't know if it will be better or worse if people know that it's mine."
THE SPYGLASS
you only strengthen its roots
