"Huh?" Jermaine's head jerks up, ears perked at the sudden shift in focus. "I wasn't--I mean, it's not the same as being in a mind dungeon, Finn."

He scratches the back of his head, thinking through those words a bit.

"...Okay, maybe it's not not like that. But you were just a puppy back then, bro. And everything was really... messy, after Mom and Dad died. Jake and I had different ways of dealing with it." It was strange. Jermaine wasn't sure he'd ever said any of this to his family. Just Bryce. "Our parents wanted you with Jake, so you went with Jake."