...It's fine. You'd literally just come back to life. It'd be understandable for anyone to be really stressed out then.

[He doesn't blame Fern for lashing out. He hasn't come back from the dead himself here, he can only imagine how terrifying it is- and how awful it would feel that your friend never even thought to tell your loved ones what happened. ]

I should have got over my own issues and spoke to your friends. I'm sorry that I didn't. If I could take it back, I would.

[Which is... pretty much the tagline of his existence. Regrets. Wishing he could turn the clock back.]

It's not your fault you died, Fern. That... wasn't in your power. It wasn't about doing better, you... literally couldn't have done any more.