[Varian zones in on Fern's voice, coming to stand beneath the tree his friend is in. He looks up and... yeah, Fern looks pretty fucking bad. The flash of pink is worrying too- is that just what blood looks like now? Is it Fern's? He knows Fern doesn't exactly bleed the same as he does, but if the green... whatever Fern bled out when they came across the labyrinth goat has turned pink, it might be.
...But it's probably the blood of whoever he stabbed. Great.
Varian heaves out a sigh, it's really hot and he's not the most athletic person alive. But Fern needs help and he's the one Fern called upon to give it. ]
...Guess I'm climbing a tree today. Sure. Why not.
[He's going to make his awkward way up the tree. He is neither skilled nor graceful. There's a good chance he's going to end up falling out of the damn thing, but here he is anyway. Climbing a damn tree in the middle of a heatwave. If this isn't friendship, he doesn't know what is. ]
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...But it's probably the blood of whoever he stabbed. Great.
Varian heaves out a sigh, it's really hot and he's not the most athletic person alive. But Fern needs help and he's the one Fern called upon to give it. ]
...Guess I'm climbing a tree today. Sure. Why not.
[He's going to make his awkward way up the tree. He is neither skilled nor graceful. There's a good chance he's going to end up falling out of the damn thing, but here he is anyway. Climbing a damn tree in the middle of a heatwave. If this isn't friendship, he doesn't know what is. ]