Despite knowing he should feel offended by someone stepping in to do what he should have done, he wasn't upset with Finn. When Brock ran to him, he wished he had phrased it better simply because he didn't want Brock to feel like any of this needed to be taken care of by him, that this was somehow a problem he could fix, that there would be a choice, that someone could try and take him away. That wasn't anything for a child to hear, but Brock in his arms, despite being upset, helped him calm down as well and instead of looking up to thank Finn, he felt rather rude by neglecting to do that. He held Brock against his chest while he cried and held him until he settled down telling him that he wasn't going to let anyone take him, even though at some point he may not have a choice. Logically, the odds would be in Edith's favour for custody, but living in the neighbourhood she's in with the people and less than stable area compared to the nice home where he had started to grow his roots unlike most nearly-thirty year old men, he wouldn't lose custody, she had the possibility of her either revoked or not without a chaperone, but at the same time, he didn't want to cut her out of Brock's life unless she did things like this more often. He wanted him to have his mother, but he didn't want him to be forced to watch her leave like that. (He definitely wanted to keep him from influences like Jimmy as  long as he possibly could.)<br/><br/>Finally, he did look up at Finn.<br/><br/>"Do you two want to just order out and watch some TV? I'm tired, honestly, I'm sure we all are. I'll even keep it healthy, kind of. How good is Chinese for the body? I mean, lots of oil, but there's more vegetables than McDonalds." He wasn't sure what to do, but it had been so short, yet Finn seemed to blend in effortlessly. How did he do it? Once again, it was because he was a peacekeeper, the mediator, the one who solved everyone else's problems. That left the question, though, who was going to help him solve his own problems?