"He does? Jibbs! But... But I would never hurt Fern! Not on purpose..." He looks down at his hands, wracking his brain. When did he ever take something from Fern? Why would he?

"I... I don't know... What did I do?" The butterflies, sensing his distress, start fluttering as much as they did when Nida's wind hit them. Finn looks up and around the street like he might find Fern hiding around the corner.

"Is he here? Can I talk to him? I've gotta apologize! And figure out what I did wrong..."