when you bury your pain
"Oh. Oh, I... alright." Finn chews at the inside of his cheek, visibly frustrated that he can't simple be more, be alright for Tobi at what is arguably a life-changing time for her. For both of them, but Finn doesn't have room in his head at present to squeeze that in as well.
"I don't feel as though you have trapped me anywhere. And I don't... well. I don't care what anyone else thinks." It isn't the same as the ego flex of someone with overconfidence. Finn says it with soft truth and sad understanding of himself. He doesn't have the capacity or the social awareness, for it to matter what impression he is making on others.
Still, it does make something grow heavy in the pit of his stomach as he thinks about what might have been. They continue walking, and Finn swallows hard. "Maybe one day we can meet at the Celestine, like we planned?" he asks quietly, hopefully.
And then as she speaks further, his steps slow a bit, Finn falling to a halt. "Thank you, Tobi. It's good to be home."
He silently holds out his arms for her, and whether he needs it more or Tobi does is beyond him.
"I don't feel as though you have trapped me anywhere. And I don't... well. I don't care what anyone else thinks." It isn't the same as the ego flex of someone with overconfidence. Finn says it with soft truth and sad understanding of himself. He doesn't have the capacity or the social awareness, for it to matter what impression he is making on others.
Still, it does make something grow heavy in the pit of his stomach as he thinks about what might have been. They continue walking, and Finn swallows hard. "Maybe one day we can meet at the Celestine, like we planned?" he asks quietly, hopefully.
And then as she speaks further, his steps slow a bit, Finn falling to a halt. "Thank you, Tobi. It's good to be home."
He silently holds out his arms for her, and whether he needs it more or Tobi does is beyond him.
THE SPYGLASS
you only strengthen its roots
