October
It doesn't surprise Tobi, but such is her state of mind that she hadn't realized what a Finn-faux-pax it was to offer him her cup. Instead, she merely ghosts after him into the kitchen, humming an appreciative melody under her breath as he fills her glass and raising it immediately to her lips. 'I like this one.' She admits with all the levity of a secret. Tobi who knows nothing about wine either than that they usually come in red, white, or rose, categorizes them into categories of no thanks, yes please!, and snooty special occasions.
"Mmhmm. It's really subtle. But it's right here—" Reaching out to place her fingertip just next to the corner of Finn's eye, Tobi is careful of his glasses but perhaps slightly less cautious of Finn's boundaries than normally she was. 'Yes but now you are home." The doctor points out, her eyes twinkling and her cheeks singing with colour.
"Want to play with me?"
"Mmhmm. It's really subtle. But it's right here—" Reaching out to place her fingertip just next to the corner of Finn's eye, Tobi is careful of his glasses but perhaps slightly less cautious of Finn's boundaries than normally she was. 'Yes but now you are home." The doctor points out, her eyes twinkling and her cheeks singing with colour.
"Want to play with me?"
with illusions of someday cast in a golden light
