finn
it always feels more quiet in the dark
"You would need to put bells on your sled," Finn says offhandedly, "to make sure that no one runs into you, and that they can find you if you get lost." The fact that it would sound charming has nothing to do with it. As for Finn? He smiles softly down at his hands, and the smile he gives her is more tot he table than directly at Tobi.
"I would like to make music," he says. "Perhaps I could find somewhere that would let me play in exchange for the things we need." Part of him wants to say and I could also be a detective, like I planned here, but it's obligation talking. Finn is tired, and he has been burned out for so long that he has ever once known normality. And he wants this. Just this.
His eyes flick back up to Tobi as she admits to liking their plan, the ex-Spyglass unsure what to do or say at first, so he merely smiles. "Then we should start to pack."
"I would like to make music," he says. "Perhaps I could find somewhere that would let me play in exchange for the things we need." Part of him wants to say and I could also be a detective, like I planned here, but it's obligation talking. Finn is tired, and he has been burned out for so long that he has ever once known normality. And he wants this. Just this.
His eyes flick back up to Tobi as she admits to liking their plan, the ex-Spyglass unsure what to do or say at first, so he merely smiles. "Then we should start to pack."
it always feels so stark
