[Varian can already tell he's made a bad move- but if it's from touching Fern at all, or not offering a hug, he can't tell. But he has learned Fern's body language enough to know of yet another misstep. Back to making each other miserable, it is, then.
He leads Fern down into his basement, where, as promised, a half-built robot is sitting on his workbench. It has quite a few legs and could be misconstrued as a spider or some sort of crab, really. There's a bass shell sitting on one side, the robot inside a complex jumble of cogs and pipes. Varian offers a smile, trying to fix something here- he clearly plans to get Fern involved. ]
So, this is one of the robots I've been working on to defend the house a little. Cool, huh?
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He leads Fern down into his basement, where, as promised, a half-built robot is sitting on his workbench. It has quite a few legs and could be misconstrued as a spider or some sort of crab, really. There's a bass shell sitting on one side, the robot inside a complex jumble of cogs and pipes. Varian offers a smile, trying to fix something here- he clearly plans to get Fern involved. ]
So, this is one of the robots I've been working on to defend the house a little. Cool, huh?