[ Fern can't help but note the sigh this "Sunday" lets out in response to the look she gives him. Surely anyone in this situation can understand a need to be cautious and not trust anyone, so if she makes too much of a huff over it, that will only count against him.
But then she fully focuses on Adrian. Despite the tension that's existed between them ever since the Amber Temple (and to some degree even before it), she does respect his insight into the situation, especially when it comes to Strahd. And it seems that they've been thinking along the same lines. Why would Strahd do this? Hadn't he wanted to rub it in their faces that he was going to have Ireena as his, once and for all? And he had enough of an ego to believe they stood no chance at stopping him.
Frankly, he might be right. Fern finds it hard to believe that they'll win, even with all the preparation they've done. But still, they had all been willing to try. And now... this. ]
I just don't understand how this could have happened to us again.
[ Without her saying a word about it, Adrian also picks up on where her suspicion comes from — their clash with the abbot is in recent memory. He should know that even those who seem kind and well-meaning at first could easily turn on them after so many examples of that in Barovia. It's not a bad idea to find traveling companions when in dangerous territory, true, but Fern finds it hard to believe that Adrian properly interrogated this man before inviting him along. ]
I'm not saying we have to leave him behind, but you're too—
[ Before she can finish her thought, Adrian turns back to Sunday to apologize and welcome him back into the conversation.
She heaves out a sigh and shakes her head, frustrated but relenting. Yes, she's going to stay with Adrian. All their issues aside, she still trusts him more than anyone else here, and they have plenty more to discuss. ]
We shouldn't stay out here longer than we have to. [ She shoots a glance between them. ] We can talk more once we reach the city. [ Then she steps toward Sunday and his vehicle to get a proper look, brow furrowing as she eyes the flat tire. ] What happened to your wheel?
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But then she fully focuses on Adrian. Despite the tension that's existed between them ever since the Amber Temple (and to some degree even before it), she does respect his insight into the situation, especially when it comes to Strahd. And it seems that they've been thinking along the same lines. Why would Strahd do this? Hadn't he wanted to rub it in their faces that he was going to have Ireena as his, once and for all? And he had enough of an ego to believe they stood no chance at stopping him.
Frankly, he might be right. Fern finds it hard to believe that they'll win, even with all the preparation they've done. But still, they had all been willing to try. And now... this. ]
I just don't understand how this could have happened to us again.
[ Without her saying a word about it, Adrian also picks up on where her suspicion comes from — their clash with the abbot is in recent memory. He should know that even those who seem kind and well-meaning at first could easily turn on them after so many examples of that in Barovia. It's not a bad idea to find traveling companions when in dangerous territory, true, but Fern finds it hard to believe that Adrian properly interrogated this man before inviting him along. ]
I'm not saying we have to leave him behind, but you're too—
[ Before she can finish her thought, Adrian turns back to Sunday to apologize and welcome him back into the conversation.
She heaves out a sigh and shakes her head, frustrated but relenting. Yes, she's going to stay with Adrian. All their issues aside, she still trusts him more than anyone else here, and they have plenty more to discuss. ]
We shouldn't stay out here longer than we have to. [ She shoots a glance between them. ] We can talk more once we reach the city. [ Then she steps toward Sunday and his vehicle to get a proper look, brow furrowing as she eyes the flat tire. ] What happened to your wheel?