"...right. Okay. I need to preface this statement with the disclaimer that I am fully aware of the destination intended by that invitingly leading statement. And I intend to take you up on it in very short order, actually."
Dirk presses his voice as low and inflectionless as it can go, leaning back against the counter with his palms braced on the edge and his elbows bent.
"....so I hope you don't find it too gauche when I straight-up acknowledge that the question you asked at the beginning was rhetorical and still find it begging an answer."
He's done with the part of this particularly audacious solicitation that requires physical engagement, so if this is still making John uncomfortable, that's just too damn bad.
"One, it has been that fuckin' rough, thanks for asking. But two," His brows come down and his jaw sets purposefully. "John and I have a bit of a history. Not a big one, but he was a pretty important guy back home. He sucks shit because this is the absolute god damn opposite of what he's meant to do."
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Dirk presses his voice as low and inflectionless as it can go, leaning back against the counter with his palms braced on the edge and his elbows bent.
"....so I hope you don't find it too gauche when I straight-up acknowledge that the question you asked at the beginning was rhetorical and still find it begging an answer."
He's done with the part of this particularly audacious solicitation that requires physical engagement, so if this is still making John uncomfortable, that's just too damn bad.
"One, it has been that fuckin' rough, thanks for asking. But two," His brows come down and his jaw sets purposefully. "John and I have a bit of a history. Not a big one, but he was a pretty important guy back home. He sucks shit because this is the absolute god damn opposite of what he's meant to do."