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Considering this for a moment, wrinkles stretch out across Tobi's forehead as she shakes her head. "I wouldn't be so sure. Cian is interested in results. So long as they return successfully with the relic, it would be as if you had gone with them. And since you weren't planning on fighting, it doesn't really make a difference." All of that hinged on them coming back successfully of course. "I wonder why they left so suddenly though.." Tobi wonders, more or less rhetorically; Finn quite clearly didn't know the answer either.
Neck straining from trying to give him her full attention, Tobi settles back down, her cheek against part of Finn's arm. " Yes and no. I also wanted to know if there was anything me-related from last night we needed to talk about. I...the details are a bit fuzzy." She knew why she was wearing Finn's shirt (note to self: finish the laundry). Trying not to stiffen, Tobi bites at the inside of her cheek to contain her awkward grimace. "Did...we...?" Wanting to leave it at that, to just trail off and have Finn pick up the thread, the doctor knew it wasn't fair or wise to leave the assumptive heavy-lifting to Finn. "..have sex?"
Neck straining from trying to give him her full attention, Tobi settles back down, her cheek against part of Finn's arm. " Yes and no. I also wanted to know if there was anything me-related from last night we needed to talk about. I...the details are a bit fuzzy." She knew why she was wearing Finn's shirt (note to self: finish the laundry). Trying not to stiffen, Tobi bites at the inside of her cheek to contain her awkward grimace. "Did...we...?" Wanting to leave it at that, to just trail off and have Finn pick up the thread, the doctor knew it wasn't fair or wise to leave the assumptive heavy-lifting to Finn. "..have sex?"
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