we are all broken
Finn pulls a face that is neither disapproving nor impressed as Tobi talks about her date with Dorian. "He is quite the charismatic gentleman," he says dryly, failing not to notice her arm slipping around his waist. He can feel the warmth from her body radiate out everywhere they touch, Finn trying not to savour it too much unless he's the one falling over roots next. "What did you do on your date? I will have to make sure I raise the bar."
Far be it for Finn to judge anyone, though he can't help but smirk to himself as Tobi continues. "I think that might say more about Mateo than it does about the mushrooms," he says as he leads them across to the marketplace. They can walk near the water (though Tobi can stand on the riverbank side, thanks) and watch the goldfish swim. "They are also probably all older than you," he says breezily. "Fae do not reach maturity until they are fifty."
Far be it for Finn to judge anyone, though he can't help but smirk to himself as Tobi continues. "I think that might say more about Mateo than it does about the mushrooms," he says as he leads them across to the marketplace. They can walk near the water (though Tobi can stand on the riverbank side, thanks) and watch the goldfish swim. "They are also probably all older than you," he says breezily. "Fae do not reach maturity until they are fifty."
that’s how the light gets in
