Yeah, fox is out of the bag now. Cash hadn't been aware of any... potential feelings between Heathcliff and Fern, unrequited or otherwise. Fern? Fern? His expression momentarily mirrors his roommate's.
When it comes to people to admire, he thinks she's an excellent choice, but somehow, the idea of Heathcliff going to a dance with her makes his head spin. Boy. Yikes. In a rare moment of real empathy, he hopes that his friend isn't in love with her: Cash isn't sure she's capable of returning those kinds of affections. Which is a compliment to her, really; Fern is one of the few people he knows to be as suspicious of vulnerability as he is.
Cash blinks away his surprise and turns back to the question at hand. Why would Fern bid on Casey? Well, why does Fern do anything. "Shits and giggles?" He suggests, mildly. The phrase is a little alien in his mouth, but it's the most succinct description he can think of.
Ira, Cash, & Heathcliff
When it comes to people to admire, he thinks she's an excellent choice, but somehow, the idea of Heathcliff going to a dance with her makes his head spin. Boy. Yikes. In a rare moment of real empathy, he hopes that his friend isn't in love with her: Cash isn't sure she's capable of returning those kinds of affections. Which is a compliment to her, really; Fern is one of the few people he knows to be as suspicious of vulnerability as he is.
Cash blinks away his surprise and turns back to the question at hand. Why would Fern bid on Casey? Well, why does Fern do anything. "Shits and giggles?" He suggests, mildly. The phrase is a little alien in his mouth, but it's the most succinct description he can think of.