[ dirk cannot fucking believe this guy. this is so wild. he's having so much fun. he probably shouldn't, it's kind of mean, but one, he's not nice, and two, the kid did start it. he likes getting reactions though. that's the good shit. ]

You heard me. Cute. And maybe you don't have tsun at home. It's when you're cold and mean but secretly got a soft side. Gonna have to find an anime for you to watch, it's easier to show by example. Sure they got media that's not that slug porn from earlier this week.

[ dirk please. he shrugs then, considering. ]

I'm not wrong, though. By definition, they're fuckbucks. Just 'cause you don't like the name doesn't make me wrong.

[ that last comment catches his attention, though. he hasn't met a ton of people yet, but the only person here he knows with the same accent here is dave. ]

Somebody pissing you off? Color me surprised. Shocked. [ he lifts a hand, holding it flat to indicate about dave's height, then continues. ] About this tall? Blond? Slightly inferior shades? Weird about apple juice? My wild guess.

[ for some reason, the thought doesn't make him consider that this is the dude dave refused to introduce him to, the dude from home. instead he assumes it's someone he met here. ]