[ Dirk looks ahead at the mirror image of his own pointy shades, a funhouse mirror version of himself wearing them. Slowly, he pushes himself to his feet and takes a step out of the way.
Away from in front of the door, from being another barrier between Dave and him. He doesn't know if he agrees with the assessment that he doesn't need to hear this. At least at first. He wants to stick around in the room for various reasons. Support. Someone to pull him into an escape route if they need to abscond the fuck out of this plan. A push forward. Someone to say 'OH SNAP' at a thoroughly impressive diss. But he's not even needed in a supportive role here. Dave's stronger than he is.
And any of the other reasons are so fucking selfish, he thinks. Like wanting to hear Dave just rip himself a new one as a representative of every past and future wrongdoing.
Dave probably can't get what he needs to get out with him standing right there. He'll go wait in the hall. ]
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[ Dirk looks ahead at the mirror image of his own pointy shades, a funhouse mirror version of himself wearing them. Slowly, he pushes himself to his feet and takes a step out of the way.
Away from in front of the door, from being another barrier between Dave and him. He doesn't know if he agrees with the assessment that he doesn't need to hear this. At least at first. He wants to stick around in the room for various reasons. Support. Someone to pull him into an escape route if they need to abscond the fuck out of this plan. A push forward. Someone to say 'OH SNAP' at a thoroughly impressive diss. But he's not even needed in a supportive role here. Dave's stronger than he is.
And any of the other reasons are so fucking selfish, he thinks. Like wanting to hear Dave just rip himself a new one as a representative of every past and future wrongdoing.
Dave probably can't get what he needs to get out with him standing right there. He'll go wait in the hall. ]
Don't hold back.