[Finn does feel reassured to hear that things have been going well enough for Fern. And with the shock settled in, he starts to pick up the pace. With a concerned glance towards the sun, he moves to join Marceline in the alley. And he nods along with her.]

Yeah... yeah, I get it. He's always had, like, mad junk to dealw ith. [He pauses and smiles at her.]

Thanks for... y'know, looking out for him and all. I'm glad it sounds like he's on his feet and all. You been okay here too?