[The way Dave's eyes flicker makes Jane's neck prickle. Is...something behind her? Is it her Ghost Dad? She grips her hands tightly, not sure if she can find it in herself to turn around.]
Oh, uh, yes. Of course. We were able to talk about it, briefly, but...even before that, I didn't hold it against him. He's my friend. And...my frustrations lay more with Jake, anyway.
[Dirk didn't ping her whenever it struck his fancy to unload all his deepest fears and concerns and then subsequently ignore how her answers might hint to how she was feeling about all of this. For better or worse, he had some sense of privacy.
Plus, they're both part of the "Horrible Taste in Boys" Squad.]
[Action]
[The way Dave's eyes flicker makes Jane's neck prickle. Is...something behind her? Is it her Ghost Dad? She grips her hands tightly, not sure if she can find it in herself to turn around.]
Oh, uh, yes. Of course. We were able to talk about it, briefly, but...even before that, I didn't hold it against him. He's my friend. And...my frustrations lay more with Jake, anyway.
[Dirk didn't ping her whenever it struck his fancy to unload all his deepest fears and concerns and then subsequently ignore how her answers might hint to how she was feeling about all of this. For better or worse, he had some sense of privacy.
Plus, they're both part of the "Horrible Taste in Boys" Squad.]