[ in response to finn's (wholly expected) determination, iris feels a strange flicker of something light and airy, lodged deep into his breastbone. the faint flutterings of hope, of grasping onto that unspoken promise like a lifeline. no, he doesn't want to talk about it. but he thinks one day he will. and he thinks he'd want it to be with finn. ]
Is this the part where I remind you you did this to yourself?
[ and yet, despite the chiding in his tone, iris has already shifted forward to offer finn that hand. ]
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Is this the part where I remind you you did this to yourself?
[ and yet, despite the chiding in his tone, iris has already shifted forward to offer finn that hand. ]