[Wow, either Varian is a really good liar, or he's sincere and the best person ever and making Fern feel all fluttery for considering him that normal. Whose luck did he steal to end up with someone so kind about his whole situation? Especially when he thinks about his whole nature and what he is and isn't regularly.

He sits down heavily on the bench next to Varian. He doesn't want to talk about what's going on inside his head, because it's a total mess and he doesn't want to burden his boyfriend with it, but he isn't seeing any way around it.]

Because... because I guess there's people around here who don't think like that. They think I'm more like a tree than a person, and... I don't know, it doesn't feel like they're wrong.