[Oh. Oh, he should have guessed. He's seen Ruby's similar big ol' scythe, and (assuming it's a real memory) he's seen the two of them in the same place already, interacting. Knowing each other. That tracks. And he thinks he knows Oscar, if it's the one Oscar he's been introduced to through Dipper. Best to clarify, because that might actually speed this process up.]

Would that Oscar be, ah -- Dipper Pines' boyfriend?

[He knows Dipper is gone, but it's still weird to talk about it in the past tense. It's not like they split.]

I'm from the same Earth as him. His whole family. [The part of him that is still a physicist first of course has to chime in with --] Or at least I'm from a similar-enough iteration of that Earth to be getting on with. Infinite universes means infinite Earths, technically. It's probably why I'm thirty years back on the timeline relative to the rest of 'em. Mine's just a jump sideways, or its time runs backwards relative to this place, or -- I don't know. Could be anything.

[Starting simple is appreciated. Fiddleford needs people, true, but he also has issues trusting. He is always hoping for the best and expecting the worst. He'll be friendly, kind, helpful, but that doesn't mean he trusts you. Ford is one of the few people he does trust, and that's because he knows Ford well enough to be able to guess what Ford will do in most situations, not because he doesn't think Ford is dangerous to be around. It's all pragmatism at the end of it.]