my demons, though quiet, are never quite silenced
Her small smile is returned, at least - it seems that he is at least able to realise the funny side of a situation that has thoroughly turned ridiculous. "This was my first time," he says, as if in his defence, shrugging his shoulders and letting his gaze wander to the state of her clothing suddenly. It's an automatic reaction that has him stepping forward, his hands raising before pausing so he can look at the doctor. "Your shirt is buttoned wrong. Would you like me to fix it for you?"
Soup seems to be a hit, at least, and the Spyglass's smile grows a bit. "That doesn't sound too difficult. I think I can manage it. Would you like something warm to drink with it, or cool?" he asks - and of course he is already committing it all to memory. Tobi will have exactly what she has asked for, in as much capacity as Finn can provide.
Soup seems to be a hit, at least, and the Spyglass's smile grows a bit. "That doesn't sound too difficult. I think I can manage it. Would you like something warm to drink with it, or cool?" he asks - and of course he is already committing it all to memory. Tobi will have exactly what she has asked for, in as much capacity as Finn can provide.
FINN
