[Corona is ceaselessly, infuriatingly forgiving. It's been both a source of comfort and angst for Varian through the last few months back home. When you can't forgive yourself for what you've done but everyone around you does, what are you supposed to do with that? He doesn't know.

He'd be lying if it wasn't something he'd thought about before- since he learned Fern was very likely dead back in Ooo. Why should he have to go back to being dead when the rest of them went home and lives their lives? It wasn't fair. The idea was nothing new to him, the candle just gave him the requisite courage to voice it.]

Yeah, no one will wanna kill you there. Corona is like, the forgiveness capital of the world, and bonus? The Princess literally has seventy foot of magical, indestructible hair and there's magic out there that turns people into freaking birds. Pretty sure after all that they wouldn't think twice about the plant thing.

[He reaches down to give Fern's hand a comforting pat with his own and promptly neglects to move it, partly thanks to the candle muddying his thought process, partly due to him focusing on the hologram again. ]

The trick is going to be making sure everyone keeps their memories intact. It's obvious leaving the dream erases them- so I need to work out what does that and stop it.