The sword going does seem to settle Ruddiger down. Unfortunately, Fern is getting really close and Varian's not sure how to handle that. He tries to lean back, but there's a wall in the way, so he sloooowly sinks a little closer to the floor, trying to get out of the other boy's gaze.

"Okay, uh, can we just- personal space bubble? Maybe?"

He chuckles nervously, not really sure how to deal with this, then glances up again, brow furrowing.

"Yeeeaaaaah? And you're made of grass? Glad we...established that? Haven't you seen a human before?"