The muffled sounds come to an end, and Jermaine pats him on the back, his voice much closer.

Finn looks up, seeing there was nothing but the vacant white, almost a little disappointed. But it was for the best. The sense of accomplishment was completely absent again, and not just because Jermaine had been the one to ‘solve’ that particular challenge. He stands up straight, sniffling and wiping his face, feeling drained.

“Well. What’s gonna happen next?” Some of the determined enthusiasm had been dampened, replaced with a somewhat tired and drawn tone. He thinks of Jake, reminding himself that this would be worth it as long as they can save him.