You wobble out of the room, feeling several kinds of crappy. At least Isaac has behaved himself, though you haven't been a fan of the way "Cestine" is staring at you every time you've stepped back out into the hall.

FERN:

Ugh, that could have gone better...sorry, Willis. I'm sure we'll get through to her somehow.

WILLIS:

Who cares!? She's mean!

FERN:

She's only as angry as I was, Willis...the only difference is she doesn't seem like she's as scared of this place.

The first time I saw Phage, I was ready to smash him like a big bug...but I didn't even know what he was. I still don't really get it. I wouldn't have lasted a second.

I wish I had her guts, and I don't want to let her down. I don't want to let any of these people down, even though this sure as heck isn't supposed to be my responsibility...and it's sure as heck not supposed to be your job to be helping me, either. You're a kid, Willis.

WILLIS:

I know...I just wanna fix mom.

FERN:

We will. I will. Or we'll find out who can and we'll make them.

I just...might have to sit down first...

WILLIS:

Here miss Fern!!!

ITEM USED: GREEN POTION

You decide to finally trust this weird smelling stuff. It reeks like a toilet full of chlorine, but it kind of tastes like...lemon lime soda?

FERN'S HP RESTORED!

FERN:

Thanks, Willis.

I really do need a way to get stronger, though. She's not the only one who's warned me, and if there's even more dolphins around, we're not going to have the same luck we did the last time.

WILLIS:

You need MODIFIERS, Fern! You need stuff that'll help you hit stuff harder!!