[It's distressing, that all of this is going to go the exact same way as things did with Cliff. He'd deserve it, of course, he attacked both other boys for no reason, but it still hurts to think about.
Varian is right. All he can do is try to talk to him, try to do a better job than he did with Cliff. Otherwise it isn't up to him. The thought stresses him out, but he gives him a (tense) nod of understanding, appreciating his honesty.
And then the self-deprecation comes, and Fern stops scrubbing his hand to look up.]
You're the furthest thing from cruddy.
[That's one of the few things he's certain of right now, and he shifts closer to latch onto Varian in a tight hug.]
I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't come up here. [Maybe stab more people, honestly.]
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Varian is right. All he can do is try to talk to him, try to do a better job than he did with Cliff. Otherwise it isn't up to him. The thought stresses him out, but he gives him a (tense) nod of understanding, appreciating his honesty.
And then the self-deprecation comes, and Fern stops scrubbing his hand to look up.]
You're the furthest thing from cruddy.
[That's one of the few things he's certain of right now, and he shifts closer to latch onto Varian in a tight hug.]
I don't know what I would've done if you hadn't come up here. [Maybe stab more people, honestly.]