Oh, that gains his interest. Mostly because he'd been thinking the same damn thing. But is he a chatterbox? It's a genuine question, considering he's quiet for a second there, kind of surprised about the admissions that they're similar and he could use a little help.

Finn blinks. "Well, where I grew up, there wasn't much chance to look people in the eye when they talked, so it doesn't matter to me where your eyes are. A lot of... masks and stuff. So long as you're comfortable, I'm fine.

"But, uh-... I have to say, I agree with you. I'm not good at taking help either. Every time someone gives me a pass today, I remind myself not to get frustrated. I'd just be a hypocrite if I did... Is there anything in particular you'd like to hear about? I do have some wild stories under my belt."