[Despite this being his own life Fern has been doing his best to try and not think too deeply at what may happen if he leaves Deerington. There was that weird man who was picking up the pieces of his body, but there's the distinct possibility that unlike most of the other people here he may not wake up at all. That thought, the idea that Deerington is all he has left, has been too much. So he's just tried not to think about it.

But this could be another option. It could be his best option, like a little pinpoint of light in an otherwise dark and impenetrable forest. Going to a world where he might not be able to burn bridges like he did in Ooo, have a princess who might be able to actually deal with him, and to get to be with Varian....]

That sounds too good to be true.

[But he's willing to trust Varian on this one. It's his world, after all.

He looks down at their hands after a few moments, and he should probably move his, but he doesn't. Instead he turns his a little, enough that he can hold Varian's. It's nice, Varian isn't wearing gloves for once, so he can feel the warmth of his skin against his grass.]

Not sure I can be any help there, but if anyone can figure something that complicated out it's you.