It was hard to imagine that there were any other alternatives to how things were; him and Jake at the treehouse, Jermaine taking care of their dad's occult treasures. It was hard to imagine that his life didn't just happen, but that there was a series of decisions that had to be made, by his parents and by his adult brothers, all while he was still basically a baby. It was one of those sticky little reminders for Finn of how much distance time had put between him brothers.

"Is this...the stuff you guys fought about?" The question comes tentatively, but with a genuine concerned curiosity. That argument hadn't been forgotten, and it loomed like a dark cloud, even for Finn who had a suspicion it was at least partially his fault.