[Varian watches as Fern's hands shake, trying to get rid of the pink blood. He reaches behind himself to untie his apron, taking it off and handing it over. A handkerchief would be better, but he doesn't make it a point of carrying those around, so Fern will have to live with that. ]
... Here.
[He can live with some weirdo pink blood on it, he'll clean it later. He stills, as Fern carries on. Oh. Oh.]
Okay. Do you want me to see if I can find him? I- maybe he's not dead? There's a chance, right?
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... Here.
[He can live with some weirdo pink blood on it, he'll clean it later. He stills, as Fern carries on. Oh. Oh.]
Okay. Do you want me to see if I can find him? I- maybe he's not dead? There's a chance, right?