FINN
and into the forest i go,
Perhaps later, when he's gotten up in the middle of the night to look over those maps again, or get a glass of water (or maybe just to roll over and curl up against Tobi, who knows at this point), Finn will reflect on what Tobi already knows has just happened. For now, though, with his overactive mind as blissfully empty as it will ever be, he's pliant and gentle as the doctor shifts against him, his fingers whispering up the length of her spine.
Indeed, as he finds himself looking up at her, showered in kisses that don't feel forced or like something to be endured, he offers her a smile that's about as boyish as any she'll ever see from the Spyglass. "Good," he agrees, riding the words out on a breathy laugh and leaning into the touch of her hand. It's more than good, but he doesn't currently have the vocabulary for it, so hopefully this will be enough.
Indeed, as he finds himself looking up at her, showered in kisses that don't feel forced or like something to be endured, he offers her a smile that's about as boyish as any she'll ever see from the Spyglass. "Good," he agrees, riding the words out on a breathy laugh and leaning into the touch of her hand. It's more than good, but he doesn't currently have the vocabulary for it, so hopefully this will be enough.
to lose my mind and find my soul
