[The outburst startles Fiddleford and he pulls his hand back. For just a moment he thinks Marco might be talking to him, might not want to be touched, but then Marco continues and he realizes it's not what he's doing that Marco's having trouble with.

It's the voices again. An uncomfortable weight settles in the pit of his stomach the same way it always does when he's confronted with a problem he desperately wants to fix and doesn't have a solution for. Gingerly he puts his hand back, because in the short term comfort is about all he can give.]

Shh, shh, honey. Whatever they're sayin', you know it's not true. I'm sorry I -- I didn't mean to get them started.

[He still feels weird, talking about the voices Marco hears like they're real entities, but it's easier than treating Marco like he's insane. He couldn't bring himself to do that. Besides, they feel real to Marco, don't they? It's better to deal with them this way. He's still going to hear the voices either way.]

It's just been worryin' me is all. Ever since Kira -- well he said some things and I haven't been able to shake them off.