i lived better when i was ignorant of the sun,
"Maybe," Finn murmurs, but already he's thinking of the other reasons that they wouldn't want to live in the Greatwood. He and Remi's dream-truce is beside the point (and honestly, right now he barely even remembers it as something relevant), and the Stonesong is too deep and fast running for the Spyglass's liking.
Meticulously finishing his chocolate and segments of orange, Finn glances back up at Tobi as she speaks. They're questions he should absolutely be considering, but of course that isn't something he wants to do. Frowning, he absently smooths down the blanket she'd covered him in that he's only just realised is still bunched up around him.
"I don't know," he says softly. "Ronin isn't like Cian, so it wouldn't be the same... would it? And if I could help people..." Pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose, Finn shrugs. "I don't think I can make selfish decisions, Tobi."
Meticulously finishing his chocolate and segments of orange, Finn glances back up at Tobi as she speaks. They're questions he should absolutely be considering, but of course that isn't something he wants to do. Frowning, he absently smooths down the blanket she'd covered him in that he's only just realised is still bunched up around him.
"I don't know," he says softly. "Ronin isn't like Cian, so it wouldn't be the same... would it? And if I could help people..." Pressing his fingers to the bridge of his nose, Finn shrugs. "I don't think I can make selfish decisions, Tobi."
tucked away in your chest
FINN
