[ Finn doesn’t answer right away, seemingly concentrating very hard on the folding he was doing. Jake would see through that easily of course; or rather, see the concentration for what it was, and it sure wasn’t about the paper bird.]

I dunno…I think I want to keep trying it. [ Finn’s thoughts go instinctively to all the people he’d been with on Alydhion when they’d been hurt, or shortly after. Sabriel, Rand, Felix, Itachi. Itachi. Each time he’d been totally helpless to do anything other than frantically call for help. Maybe knowing more, even just small things, could have made a difference. All of them had turned out okay, of course, but it didn’t make those long minutes any less harrowing.]

I think knowing how to help when people are hurt, even just basics…that’s good, right? I don’t know if I’m cut out to do what they do for real. [ the amount of reading alone was astonishing. ] But. I guess for now, yeah. It feels good to help out. Make it a little easier for the people doing the big stuff.