Fern nods softly, quiet as Orpheus talks. Oh, does he ever know what that's like. He hasn't been unlucky enough to fall to beasthood here, but he did spend a significant amount of time in Ooo being alone and angry at everyone and everything.

"I'm glad it does," he says slowly. "That's - that's kinda how Deerington was for me, too. When I first showed up there I had just... tried to do something really awful, and I hated myself a lot. I didn't think I deserved any sympathy either."

He can't exactly say he likes himself now, and that all of that has been fixed, but he's improved. He's getting there. And he snorts. "The first thing I did in Deerington was trash the house I woke up in. It was dumb. If it wasn't for all the people there and here I think I'd still be like that. Heck, probably worse."

He grins up at Orpheus. "So it's awesome that I can do this for you."