Finn had been depressed about his loss, that much there was no more denying. Nothing confirmed ones beliefs and thoughts like conquering them once and for all. Jake had been completely right- What he needed was the dungeon. Not only did he have an amazing new sword, but an amazing new realization. He was right in leaving his team. There was nothing to be gained from leading others when he himself was still confused and unaware of how to progress. What he did need to do was find a team that would grow along side him. They might be in Blue Pegasus, or they might be elsewhere. Regardless, he'd find them no matter what.
"Finn?"
Snapping from his thoughts, he flashed a smile downwards to his older bother. "Yeah I heard you. Don't worry, I really am fine now." Together they had made their way back to the front gates of Crocus. The dungeon was now behind them, its entrance sealed and its treasure plundered. Stopping just short of the front gates, Jake looked over to Finn again.
"Wanna head back in?"
Shaking his head, Finn plopped down in the grass near the main road leading into, or out of, Crocus. "Nah. Lets enjoy the weather some before we go back."