we knew it would come to this

please don't ever become a stranger whose laugh I could recognize anywhere

Something about wanting to lay in bed properly has Tobi chuckling against Finn, adoringly bemused. Having dealt with enough patients who had (or had as a symptom) the sort of OCD ritualistic behaviours that Finn did, the doctor was more than happy to oblige his request no matter how comfortable she was. 'Okay. Up you get, then.' Chastizing herself for wanting to be so girlishly clingy, Tobi resists the urge to keep herself wound around Finn as they shift. Not unlike the Spyglass, Tobi is worried that too much movement, too much change, will obscure the surprising path they've found themselves on. Unlike Finn though, Tobi is pragmatic enough to know that if something as simple as a shift of position is enough to break what they've found here, that it wouldn't have lasted anyway. Holding tightly onto it is as liable to make it break as moving.

Both comforted and troubled by her thoughts, Tobi pushes herself up onto one elbow and tucks her leg back underneath herself so that Finn was free to correct their positions. Waiting for him to settle before re-adhering herself to his side, the doctor instead tilts her head softly with a patient smile on her lips. "Better?"

October