[While Fern has been away, Varian has managed to kick off his boots and get into bed proper. Still full clothed, but he has not got the energy to go find his non-existent sleepwear right now. He does eat the soup and drink the juice Fern prepared for him, and feels marginally less like death warmed up for it.
He's tapping away at his Fluid, reaching out to people he wronged when Fern returns. Ruddiger hops off the bed to chatter at Hazel, ready to race around the house and do important animal stuff. Varian offers him a small, tired smile- it doesn't quite reach his eyes, but it's there.]
Hey, welcome back.
[He's a little curious about what Fern has lugged here with him, but he's honestly more glad that the other boy returned. He had no real doubt that he would, of course, but it still provides comfort. He's not alone. Which... is much less than what he gave Fern when he died. ]
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He's tapping away at his Fluid, reaching out to people he wronged when Fern returns. Ruddiger hops off the bed to chatter at Hazel, ready to race around the house and do important animal stuff. Varian offers him a small, tired smile- it doesn't quite reach his eyes, but it's there.]
Hey, welcome back.
[He's a little curious about what Fern has lugged here with him, but he's honestly more glad that the other boy returned. He had no real doubt that he would, of course, but it still provides comfort. He's not alone. Which... is much less than what he gave Fern when he died. ]