His chest is rising and falling, his muscles tensed and his shoulders down with his hands open at the ready. He knows he's playing with fire and he knows that fire burns. He lets Dirk stand right there, right in front of him, almost chest to chest if their height wasn't just that bit of difference and he looks nothing close to as scared as he is.

"Or?" he asks, standing his ground where he's at. "What?" He swallows and stands his ground as best he can. This is how much he doesn't want Dirk to go, but there are just some things he can't deal with Dirk if he stays. "You gonna try to rail on me? Think you'll get your answer that way? I'll step aside if you promise."