The words hit Finn hard, making real so many of the things he'd been thinking. He shrinks into himself, looking deflated.

"I don't know what happened!" He hunches so he can hide his face, and the big, frustrated tears welling up in his eyes. He still held Jake's hand tightly, even if he wondered if that meant he was being a baby too. He loved his brothers more than anything, and Jake in particular had never made him feel bad about needing him, but...he was so aware sometimes of how much faster they had grown up. Maybe things would be different if he'd grown up faster too.

He sniffles wetly, voice muffled, "I'm sorry guys. I messed up..."

He used to be so good at saving people...but lately it felt like all he could do was hurt them.