It was strange, but Jermaine was sure he could feel his heart beating in his chest. Something about picturing his kid brother navigating all this alone in a field somewhere, completely on his own, scared him as much as the sight of him pinned to that sand golem had.

Finn just still seemed so... young.

"Trap you?" Jermaine hums, discontented by the mental picture. "Why? To achieve what?"