[He is very glad of that. He didn't want to give a laundry list of the awful shit Gothel has pulled and how she's actively destroyed the lives of the people he holds dear. Not today, no thanks.]
Thank you.
[He stares at Fern's next words and heaves out a sigh, He doesn't know how to mend this. He doesn't know how to help. Whatever he tries seems to make Fern hate himself all the more.]
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Thank you.
[He stares at Fern's next words and heaves out a sigh, He doesn't know how to mend this. He doesn't know how to help. Whatever he tries seems to make Fern hate himself all the more.]
But I'm worried about you.