Scratch that. It was now that there was so much more to bitch about and now that was so much more to defend from. Enough that Dave is just as unsettled as the silence between them. It means Dirk is thinking and even worse than off the cuff is Dirk thinking through what he wants to say. His heart skips somewhere into his throat, Casual swearing as mentioned is something they both do... but it has to do with tone and timing and this tone and this timing aren't sitting right.
"No." he states again, this time more subdued and a little smaller in tone when he's asked if he got taught a certain thing a certain way. Aside being asked, he had to answer that one too. Then there was Dirk going off at him about responsibilities. He really wishes he had fought being laid down here and is actively trying to make it look natural and like he's not trying to slink away to gain some distance. It's not an easy thing to do when you've got Dirk's hands or arms anywhere near you. He resists barking back at him that he has done his job and keeps his jaw tightly clenched for his own safety.
"Alright, alright." he's trying to sound as casual as he can, not sound like he's as afraid as the thump of his heart against his chest belies. "I wasn't dodging the god damn question I was just sayin' what's so good about home when I'm fine here? I ain't gotta protect shit all anymore. None of us got to go home when we've got a perfectly good one right here with actual people who aren't just incestbabies spewd out of ectojizzology. Not just that I can't--"
He shakes his head, "I gotta take a piss and I'm not feelin' the piss kink with my brother right now so, let go." He doesn't, he just needs out.
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It was now that there was so much more to bitch about and now that was so much more to defend from. Enough that Dave is just as unsettled as the silence between them. It means Dirk is thinking and even worse than off the cuff is Dirk thinking through what he wants to say. His heart skips somewhere into his throat, Casual swearing as mentioned is something they both do... but it has to do with tone and timing and this tone and this timing aren't sitting right.
"No." he states again, this time more subdued and a little smaller in tone when he's asked if he got taught a certain thing a certain way. Aside being asked, he had to answer that one too. Then there was Dirk going off at him about responsibilities. He really wishes he had fought being laid down here and is actively trying to make it look natural and like he's not trying to slink away to gain some distance. It's not an easy thing to do when you've got Dirk's hands or arms anywhere near you. He resists barking back at him that he has done his job and keeps his jaw tightly clenched for his own safety.
"Alright, alright." he's trying to sound as casual as he can, not sound like he's as afraid as the thump of his heart against his chest belies. "I wasn't dodging the god damn question I was just sayin' what's so good about home when I'm fine here? I ain't gotta protect shit all anymore. None of us got to go home when we've got a perfectly good one right here with actual people who aren't just incestbabies spewd out of ectojizzology. Not just that I can't--"
He shakes his head, "I gotta take a piss and I'm not feelin' the piss kink with my brother right now so, let go." He doesn't, he just needs out.