[Even Varian can catch the awkward this time. He lets out a nervous chuckle, releasing his death-grip on Fern and moving to stand, rubbing the back of his neck. ]
Heh. Sorry. I'm good. I'm fine.
[He's just gonna go right ahead and follow the standard procedure of burying that awkward under several layers of denial. It's all good. Totes fine. ]
no subject
Heh. Sorry. I'm good. I'm fine.
[He's just gonna go right ahead and follow the standard procedure of burying that awkward under several layers of denial. It's all good. Totes fine. ]
You know, I kind of expected vines. Or something.