sleep doesn't help if it's your soul that's tired
"You are better than most of us," Finn says easily, without even much realising he has spoken the words. "But yes, I do think so. He would use you to ensure that my job got done. He has done it before." Has he always been so open about this? Absolutely not - but things have changed, obviously, and with everything he has to (potentially) look forward to with Cian after this latest debacle, Finn doesn't want Tobi to walk into this with her eyes closed.
For the Spyglass it's as though the memories of this place are dusted with sugar. They are far enough away and innocuous enough for the most part that he barely considers them. Indeed, it's the food and the coffee he remembers most of all, unbuttoning his coat and shrugging out of it as he gazes over the menu.
"No, I don't think so," he says softly, about the Order. "Whether I agree with it all the time or not, it saved my life. I don't know what I would do with myself if I weren't the Spyglass," he admits, though that's not necessarily helpful for Tobi to make her decision. The organisation provided Finn with purpose, a strict routine, and a way out of his old life. He has never truly considered anything more, other than the speakeasy he'd once dreamed about. But that's barely even a dream, at this point.
For the Spyglass it's as though the memories of this place are dusted with sugar. They are far enough away and innocuous enough for the most part that he barely considers them. Indeed, it's the food and the coffee he remembers most of all, unbuttoning his coat and shrugging out of it as he gazes over the menu.
"No, I don't think so," he says softly, about the Order. "Whether I agree with it all the time or not, it saved my life. I don't know what I would do with myself if I weren't the Spyglass," he admits, though that's not necessarily helpful for Tobi to make her decision. The organisation provided Finn with purpose, a strict routine, and a way out of his old life. He has never truly considered anything more, other than the speakeasy he'd once dreamed about. But that's barely even a dream, at this point.
FINN
