[Finn reads over her reasoning a couple times, puzzling on it. He couldn't deny she had a point. Still, something about her words made him feel so... strange and sad, the cause floating just outside his grasp.]

i guess that's true. you're not a nattle-tale. what about...

[He goes silent for a moment, before snapping his fingers and switching to video. Finn appears to be settled beside a large tree in the forest with a half eaten lunch beside him, foraging around in some greenery. He snaps his fingers again, holding up a small handful of saw-toothed edged leaves.]

Nettle! It grows everywhere around here, we used it back home too. Everybody thinks it's super dangerous, but it's actually really good for you. Better than a snitch, right Nettle?