[Oh. Oh cool, those creepy robo-legs. That explains where those things come from, the horrible metal contraption stuck to Zib's head. Fern isn't sure if this means a fight is going to start, and part of himself really doesn't want to fight Zib. At least, not in this capacity, since they're friends and all.
He tries holding up his hands, indicating that he isn't about to attack (for once) and that he's thoroughly confused.]
Dude, I don't know! I don't even know where we are!
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He tries holding up his hands, indicating that he isn't about to attack (for once) and that he's thoroughly confused.]
Dude, I don't know! I don't even know where we are!