blessed are the curious, for they shall have adventures
"My thoughts exactly," Finn agrees with a small smile, following suit and glancing around at the living room as if it might hold the answers to what they are expected to do with themselves in the hours before a new life joins them. Because for all of his being able to metaphorically turn back the clock, Finn has not miraculously become a social casanova, and he's glad for Tobi's question to give him direction.
The no is there waiting on his tongue, but Finn stops it from spilling out to actually think. "Well," he says slowly. "Would you like me to stay, afterwards...?" The agreement had been for him to be there while he got clean. "Because I think I will need a few more changes of clothes. And I'd like to bring my guitar, if that isn't too much trouble." And some of his research, maybe. Oh, and the mug he uses for coffee. And probably the rest of his apartment, if he really thinks about it.
The no is there waiting on his tongue, but Finn stops it from spilling out to actually think. "Well," he says slowly. "Would you like me to stay, afterwards...?" The agreement had been for him to be there while he got clean. "Because I think I will need a few more changes of clothes. And I'd like to bring my guitar, if that isn't too much trouble." And some of his research, maybe. Oh, and the mug he uses for coffee. And probably the rest of his apartment, if he really thinks about it.
FINN
