[Finn doesn’t notice Jake’s split attention in the least. This was an old song and dance for them, and if Jake was skilled at playing the role of attentive listener even while distracted, Finn was equally skilled at filling the silence and talking for hours on end with only the smallest scraps of acknowledgement.

He busily folds the napkin again, moving into full origami now.]

Oh! [ He snaps his fingers, inspiration striking abruptly.] I gotta tell you about Kazuma!

[ He waits for only the most cursory ‘uh huh’ from Jake, attention glued to the pan in front of him, before continuing with newfound enthusiasm.]

We hit it off right away actually, he taught me- [ Finn cuts himself off before announcing what Kazuma taught him. Jake doesn’t need to know about the eggs. He might start making Finn make his own eggs, and Finn didn’t want that.] uh, a sword trick. He’s lawyer; a master swordsman who fights for justice and he dresses in all black…like, like some kind of special warrior’s uniform? [Why does it matter what he’s wearing, Finn?] I don’t know too much about his world, but I know he’s got some kind of rivalry with this gang there called ‘the Bobbies’. It sounds pretty serious, I think it might be why he came here.

[Fold, fold. A bird was starting to take shape from the napkin Finn was diligently folding still.] Anyway, I’m kind of his protégé.