FINN
and into the forest i go,
Scrambled as his brains are currently, to hear Tobi call him handsome, the only thing he's really capable of doing is blushing furiously down at her, his smile growing flustered as he hurriedly averts his gaze. "It isn't the sort of thing I notice about myself," he murmurs, much preferring the feel of her fingers against his cheek than the sudden compliment (though he does enjoy that too, even if he can't admit it yet).
She shifts away from him and before Finn has a chance to get up or let old conventions get the better of him, she's back snug against his side. And he remembers the last time this had happened - and nurse Milligan, actually - the Spyglass narrowing his eyes only half playfully up at the ceiling, even as his arms come to wrap around Tobi in a way that feels far too comfortable to be real. "I wouldn't count on it," he mutters, his cheek lolling against her curls. "I bet she was at the door with a glass pressed to it, to hear better."
She shifts away from him and before Finn has a chance to get up or let old conventions get the better of him, she's back snug against his side. And he remembers the last time this had happened - and nurse Milligan, actually - the Spyglass narrowing his eyes only half playfully up at the ceiling, even as his arms come to wrap around Tobi in a way that feels far too comfortable to be real. "I wouldn't count on it," he mutters, his cheek lolling against her curls. "I bet she was at the door with a glass pressed to it, to hear better."
to lose my mind and find my soul
