[He shakes his head weakly, unable to muster up more words. He can't... he can't trust Ford. He can't.
He wants to. He wants something to ground him, and Ford is the only person here that he really knows that well. They used to be best friends. If anyone could be an anchor here it would be Stanford Pines, but... but what if he gets that anchor dropped on his head?
This metaphor's gotten away from him a little. It's fine. He'll ground himself. He's done it before. It's fine.]
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He wants to. He wants something to ground him, and Ford is the only person here that he really knows that well. They used to be best friends. If anyone could be an anchor here it would be Stanford Pines, but... but what if he gets that anchor dropped on his head?
This metaphor's gotten away from him a little. It's fine. He'll ground himself. He's done it before. It's fine.]