[Reaper sighed heavily and leaned more in his chair, stretching one leg out as he considered. Fern's issue was confident and the right motivation, but otherwise, the kid had the ability to at least give him a run for his money.]

Fern. [He said the name firmly just to get attention back on him.] I will teach you how to drive me off then. Personally. As an assurance policy that you have all the abilities necessary to do this, but it's a lack of confidence.

[And he had been an instructor for many years. He didn't invest too much time into it these days, but he had tactics that had spanned a war and beyond. He also knew himself enough to know what would force a tactical retreat. It might not cover all situations or scenarios, but he could do that.

Like extending an olive branch, right? Only that olive branch was tactics to kill him. It almost amused him how he would do such for no one else. He valued that Fern offered him a roof over his head, no questions asked.]

I will leave if you want me to. [It was as simple as that.] But my leaving doesn't seem to be a way to correct the lack of trust in the system. I think I can build your confidence if you let me.