[Varian had made an attempt to get out of the house once he'd woken from death- to try and put things right. Of course, he'd also been full of deathflu and Fern had (very rightfully) dragged his sickly ass back home and made him stay there. Varian still can't just... stay here, though. And do nothing.
He doesn't call nor text Ruby. It feels too impersonal. Not right. He doubts he could talk for very long anyway, with his throat feeling like sandpaper. And so it's Ruddiger he sends, perhaps for the familiarity, perhaps to give her some comfort. He doesn't know where they stand any more. He tried to kill her. She would be very within her right to end it for good.
Ruddiger comes to her with a little pouch attached around his portly middle. The raccoon nuzzles up to her, looking tired and worried. Within the pouch are Ruby's magical slippers- left on his lab table. And with it a note, in Varian's handwriting. ]
I'm so sorry. I wish I could take the whole month back. I understand if you don't want to talk to me again. I'd deserve it. Sent the shoes with Ruddiger, in case you wanted them back. - V
27th
He doesn't call nor text Ruby. It feels too impersonal. Not right. He doubts he could talk for very long anyway, with his throat feeling like sandpaper. And so it's Ruddiger he sends, perhaps for the familiarity, perhaps to give her some comfort. He doesn't know where they stand any more. He tried to kill her. She would be very within her right to end it for good.
Ruddiger comes to her with a little pouch attached around his portly middle. The raccoon nuzzles up to her, looking tired and worried. Within the pouch are Ruby's magical slippers- left on his lab table. And with it a note, in Varian's handwriting. ]
- V