Dave doesn't correct Dirk, either, he didn't grow. He got stronger and that's what Dirk means but he's not saying it. He's not saying a lot of things and even though there's a lot to take in, they're falling back easier into the routine of where not to step and what not to bother elaborating on for the lack of give a shit. It's genuinely frightening how easy it is for Dave to just eat down all the things he feels and let them get locked away in favour of not dealing with Dirk's ire over them. There's going to be a time, a place, but that time and place isn't right now.
The Knight never thought of it that way, from Dirk's perspective. Maybe because the only perspective Dave had was of his elaborate ways to try to kill him to make him stronger. It's something he's admitted to people even here. He does notice the distinct lack of Cal in that statement and feels like maybe it's too soon to start talking about that, too. There's goin to be yet another time and plays, but yet again that time and place isn't now. "I prob'ly would've scared them off anyway. Far as I know, normal human kids don't move at a speed beyond light." Or have the ability to be thrown one way and change their direction mid-flight just to cling. Now it's the two of them again and Dave feels responsible for his behaviour.
He shouldn't and Dirk has already scolded him for it but he knows how controlling and manipulative he can be. Can be? Is. Knows how controlling and manipulative he is. "Then I guess you go out the window if you want the bedroom." he doesn't care where he stays. The commentary chain on telling Dirk to just hang a sock on the door is stopped dead in its tracks and Dave tilts his head.
Then it hits him and he doesn't really know what to do with it. "You're not going to start a kink empire." That's not a question, he knows some how, somewhere, there will be a kink empire. "You know what?" on second thought, "Fuck it. If there's anywhere that shit might actually work-" And keep him out of trouble, "-it'd probably be here." He sighs, setting his glasses aside for now on top of the TV, "Probably be here, probably be you who could pull it off." and a run of his hands through his hair after a soft rub to his eyes.
He really hates this place, he hates its reason and he hates it trying to force people together with guilt trips of crops and people needing them. "Last bitch tears thing I'm going to say, I'm at least glad you're not dead. I'm leavin' it at that and there's my peace. Just... don't get dead here too. I hear it doesn't stick but I don't want round two of finding you like that."
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The Knight never thought of it that way, from Dirk's perspective. Maybe because the only perspective Dave had was of his elaborate ways to try to kill him to make him stronger. It's something he's admitted to people even here. He does notice the distinct lack of Cal in that statement and feels like maybe it's too soon to start talking about that, too. There's goin to be yet another time and plays, but yet again that time and place isn't now. "I prob'ly would've scared them off anyway. Far as I know, normal human kids don't move at a speed beyond light." Or have the ability to be thrown one way and change their direction mid-flight just to cling. Now it's the two of them again and Dave feels responsible for his behaviour.
He shouldn't and Dirk has already scolded him for it but he knows how controlling and manipulative he can be. Can be? Is. Knows how controlling and manipulative he is. "Then I guess you go out the window if you want the bedroom." he doesn't care where he stays. The commentary chain on telling Dirk to just hang a sock on the door is stopped dead in its tracks and Dave tilts his head.
Then it hits him and he doesn't really know what to do with it. "You're not going to start a kink empire." That's not a question, he knows some how, somewhere, there will be a kink empire. "You know what?" on second thought, "Fuck it. If there's anywhere that shit might actually work-" And keep him out of trouble, "-it'd probably be here." He sighs, setting his glasses aside for now on top of the TV, "Probably be here, probably be you who could pull it off." and a run of his hands through his hair after a soft rub to his eyes.
He really hates this place, he hates its reason and he hates it trying to force people together with guilt trips of crops and people needing them. "Last bitch tears thing I'm going to say, I'm at least glad you're not dead. I'm leavin' it at that and there's my peace. Just... don't get dead here too. I hear it doesn't stick but I don't want round two of finding you like that."