At least John has Finch. In that regard he knows he's lucky. He had a friend here, someone who knows him better than nearly anyone else ever has, although he knows most people wouldn't call Finch particularly warm. He can be, in his own way, people just need to give him a shot and understand where the warmth comes from and how it's manifested.

Not everyone in Darrow has something like that. There are plenty who are without a friend from home and that can be lonely. He'd spent the first month in the same boat and hadn't particularly liked it much.

"It isn't," he agrees. "But it's something. And I hope you know you can trust me... count on me for... whatever you might need." Finch, too, he's no doubt of that. If he says he trusts Karen, Finch will trust that.