Finn looks surprised by that. Maybe not…too surprised, if he really dug a little deeper. But surprised in this moment, caught up in his embarrassment, his shame, his defensiveness of Jake that was almost certainly being brought on by missing him so, so much.

“Jermaine…” Finn’s expression softens, although there’s still a shadow of confusion and frustration behind his features. And perhaps most tellingly, he was still holding the statue like his life depended on it. “Why?”