October
'Technically...yes.' Tobi hums, and though she's a terrible liar, at least she's an adorable one; her cheeks grow round as her smile turns crooked. That isn't even to mention how wide and child-like her eyes sparkle beneath her bangs. Exhaustion has left her entirely it would seem, that, or perhaps there was a bit of unicorn-magical-fuckery that took place while Finn was sleeping.
"Mm, not at all." She sings, clearly bursting with energy. Watching as Finn decides to stay where he is—and perhaps nodding slight approval as she shifts her weight from foot to foot—Tobi glances toward the kitchen. "Can I get you something to eat? Drink? Snack on? Read? Watch? Listen to?" It's only to take a breath that Tobi pauses her string of offerings.
"Mm, not at all." She sings, clearly bursting with energy. Watching as Finn decides to stay where he is—and perhaps nodding slight approval as she shifts her weight from foot to foot—Tobi glances toward the kitchen. "Can I get you something to eat? Drink? Snack on? Read? Watch? Listen to?" It's only to take a breath that Tobi pauses her string of offerings.
with illusions of someday cast in a golden light
