we don't even ask for happiness; just a little less pain
Finn swallows hard, but his mouth is dry and it nearly chokes him. He doesn't know what he expects from Tobi, not from the outburst he's already regretting, and when she speaks, leave them here isn't at all what he thinks he'll hear. "Oh," he says softly, fumbling to reach into his pockets, and when he retrieves the glasses case it's with an expression of exquisite pain that he regards them.
Slowly, he sets them down onto the table, and it feels like it takes an absurd amount of time before his fingers finally leave them be. But it's done, and he returns to the door and silently holds out his hand for her again, opening the way out into the world for them both. "Alright," he mumbles. "Let's go."
Slowly, he sets them down onto the table, and it feels like it takes an absurd amount of time before his fingers finally leave them be. But it's done, and he returns to the door and silently holds out his hand for her again, opening the way out into the world for them both. "Alright," he mumbles. "Let's go."
FINN
