we knew it would come to this

October

when the night falls on you
& you don't know what to do

'Well, I didn't want to argue with you before when you said I was the wrong one, but..well you haven't exactly been lazy these past few months." Finn had never been a small man, more wiry than muscular perhaps, but fatherhood and a season free of trauma had certainly made the Spyglass feel to Tobi a good deal bigger. "So yes. Big and warm." She repeats, as if it's a compliment.

Grinning more girlishly than she intends, Tobi bites the inner corner of her lip and shrugs. "Well, I did ask if I could kiss you, after all." She points out reasonably before her smile widens such that she can't speak for a few seconds. "But I don't mind." Tobi admits. "I quite like when you kiss me." There had never been an abundance of Finn kisses, but Tobi was quite sure that it wasn't just their scarcity that made her heart flutter so dramatically. If he kissed her good morning every day from now on, she was quite sure she'd still feel butterflies. Indeed, just the thought of Finn rolling over to press his lips against hers and whisper good morning, was enough to make her breath catch in her throat.

'Our...drinks will get cold, if we stand here much longer.' Tobi points out sensibly if only because their jackets were keeping several inches between them, and the plaza was slowing beginning to fill.

nothing you confess
could make me love you less