we are all broken
"Oh, I see. I... would you like me to come with you?" Finn asks - and this most definitely isn't perfunctory. The Spyglass's bedside manner is stilted to say the least, with the exception of his son, perhaps, but for Tobi he's very willing to try. "Since the Sea of Glass, I haven't heard much regarding relics. So I would be able to take some time between my assignments." Absently, Finn's thumb grazes against the doctor; a small act of comfort that might as well be a proposal, given his track record.
"The end of the year?" he echoes, not having realised quite how serious the situation was until that point. "What do you think he will say? Would... I mean, I am not sure what I would want, given that situation." Given how close he has skirted towards death in his life, Finn has surprisingly little idea about how things might end for him, or what he would want. Then again, wanting anything at all is still relatively new to him.
"The end of the year?" he echoes, not having realised quite how serious the situation was until that point. "What do you think he will say? Would... I mean, I am not sure what I would want, given that situation." Given how close he has skirted towards death in his life, Finn has surprisingly little idea about how things might end for him, or what he would want. Then again, wanting anything at all is still relatively new to him.
that’s how the light gets in
