Its not a purse

He'd nod slowly as she questioned him, his lips drawing in a line and his jaw clenching to try and keep the tears at bay. When she moved to nuzzle him, he stood still, just letting her lean against him and cry her needed tears. "Sh-she will be just fine." He assured, his voice tender but strong. He believed it entirely, fully. Finch would be just fine, and they would all help her through it. Right till the end. "Thank you." He murmured softly by her ear as she pulled away from him. He'd lean forward to gently swipe away a tear, pressing his nose into her cheek in comfort, as he would his sisters. She really was special to him, in her own strange way, ever since the first day they had met.

His breath caught in his chest, holding tightly as she began to speak. Blue eyes searched her lively green eyes for the answers as she spoke them. If one thing were true about Lillianna, is that she was entirely honest when she needed to be. And he needed her to be. He felt his brows furrow slightly as he tried to hold the tears back again. His emotions held him tight by the throat, nearly choking him as she spoke, and he finally had to look away. He lived his entire life with this strong and overwhelming anxiety, unable to handle it as she spoke. Sparrow wasn't an enemy to him, he never disliked her, but he couldn't handle the way he felt in response to her. The sadness that had filled him up when she disreguarded him, and he had felt that he had done nothing right. Finch would be okay, and that was what was important to him, above getting any sort of credit. But for the first time in his life, Starling had felt like he had done it right. He had felt strong, in control. For once, he wasn't being controlled by his anxiety, and she had stolen that all away in that moment.

Finch would be okay, and that's what was important.

He let her words wash over him, and his eyes snapped closed so tightly. When she spoke of what Kakashi said, he let out a little half-sob half-sigh, tilting his nose towards the ground before he stepped forward. This time, he was the one to bury himself into her neck fur, just leaning against her. They held each other up, all the time, they supported each other. When she finished, ending with her words of appeciation, he felt himself spill over with emotion. The tears that fell down his cheeks landed into her fur and on the ground. He was childish at times, yes, he had absolutely no confidence but he was working on that. He just needed support, and at times he felt like there was none. He and Lillianna fought all the time, Bass and Lark knew nothing of healing and Finch was out of commission for the moment....and Sparrow, he didn't know what to do about his sister. Slowly he let out a small sigh, trying to collect himself as he rested against her. "Th-thank you." He whimpered.

"Burn Baby Burn" || "Bruciare Bambino Bruciare"