we are all broken
Finn doesn't care about getting wet, as is evident by the way he only draws Tobi closer against him, his arms slipping around her properly such that when they eventually do part from each other, it will look as though the Spyglass has been swimming as well. "It doesn't matter," he murmurs regarding the whys and wherefores of Remi's being there. And it really doesn't, he finds, his fingers tilting up her chin so he can lean down for a slow and lingering kiss.
Finn is mediocre with words even on his better days, and so he hopes he can explain to the doctor what she's just done for him with the dance and press of his tongue instead. And when he does finally come up for air, it's with his fingers twined through her wet curls, his face barely inches away from hers. "I don't think anyone has ever cared about me the way you do," he admits through a whisper.
Finn is mediocre with words even on his better days, and so he hopes he can explain to the doctor what she's just done for him with the dance and press of his tongue instead. And when he does finally come up for air, it's with his fingers twined through her wet curls, his face barely inches away from hers. "I don't think anyone has ever cared about me the way you do," he admits through a whisper.
that’s how the light gets in
