[ You know what this whole nanite virus thing has turned into? A proper One Fear level source of hot concern. Finn is no stranger to concern, god knows, by this point in his life. That doesn't make it much easier to deal with.
He checked in on Cassian and Jyn once or twice, when time allowed. The Perimeter Guard started getting a little more chaotic when people started getting sick.
It's kind of hard to miss the point where your friends went from sick but holding up well enough to straight-up comatose in the hospital. Like, that makes for a very uniquely bad time. Overall. Nothing he could have done to stop it from happening, which doesn't help to know.
He feeds their cat for them. It's about the limit on what Finn can do to technically help them in any way at all, just sort of strikes him in the middle of something presumably super unrelated to the situation. They have a cat. It's a thing that exists that could starve to death because it doesn't have any thumbs, and that's a problem that can be fixed by him personally. Since he can't fix a coma and he doesn't know when that's supposed to even improve. If it's gonna improve at all. Finn isn't thinking about that.
Whether or not he has to learn how to break into an apartment to do this is up for debate. Maybe he knows which fake rock they keep the spare key in. Maybe there's an official paperwork channel for emergency situations. Maybe he did a lot of high-intensity wheedling. Maybe it's the Force. Details don't matter. The important thing is, Finn is deadass just walking into the apartment like he owns it, all the better to feed a small and vicious beast. And like anyone not expecting their friend to be de-coma'd and home, he's got important business to attend to right out of the gate: ]
Raddus, if you scratch me again I'm busting you down to Commander.
[ look... you weren't there you can't understand ]
iii/iv ish. i do what i want
He checked in on Cassian and Jyn once or twice, when time allowed. The Perimeter Guard started getting a little more chaotic when people started getting sick.
It's kind of hard to miss the point where your friends went from sick but holding up well enough to straight-up comatose in the hospital. Like, that makes for a very uniquely bad time. Overall. Nothing he could have done to stop it from happening, which doesn't help to know.
He feeds their cat for them. It's about the limit on what Finn can do to technically help them in any way at all, just sort of strikes him in the middle of something presumably super unrelated to the situation. They have a cat. It's a thing that exists that could starve to death because it doesn't have any thumbs, and that's a problem that can be fixed by him personally. Since he can't fix a coma and he doesn't know when that's supposed to even improve. If it's gonna improve at all. Finn isn't thinking about that.
Whether or not he has to learn how to break into an apartment to do this is up for debate. Maybe he knows which fake rock they keep the spare key in. Maybe there's an official paperwork channel for emergency situations. Maybe he did a lot of high-intensity wheedling. Maybe it's the Force. Details don't matter. The important thing is, Finn is deadass just walking into the apartment like he owns it, all the better to feed a small and vicious beast. And like anyone not expecting their friend to be de-coma'd and home, he's got important business to attend to right out of the gate: ]
Raddus, if you scratch me again I'm busting you down to Commander.
[ look... you weren't there you can't understand ]