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[splinten]

That is a super faulty assumption about me and things I'm likely to repeat.

[parodeity]

Fair point, but you know what I meant in this case, and it wasn't wrong?? You said it helped with the static.

[splinten]

You didn't tell me if it feels peaceful for you.

[parodeity]

I don't know. Sometimes. Not when it's like that, usually.

[splinten]

How does it feel?

[parodeity]

[ it's a decent question. his left hand moves to scratch macklemeow behind the ears. ]

Like...desperately tryin' to remember how to breathe, I guess.

[splinten]

Do you remember when you do it?

[parodeity]

Again: sometimes. I'm not sayin' it's not a thing we don't have to do, just - [ it's sad and lonely and a weird thought. and sometimes there are better ways, and neither of them knows how to take them, and that's a little melancholic, too. ] You know.

[splinten]

Yeah. [He flicks the laser pointer on Dave's arm.] Now there's a cat.

[parodeity]

That's not why I [ said i ] got a cat, dude.

[ macklemeow pounces dave's arm, because what ELSE was he gonna do? ]

[splinten]

Didn't say it was. [He only implied a causality?] I like him.

[parodeity]

It's what you were edgin' around to. [ which he could have ignored but no fight him? ] I like 'im too. And, uh, forget everythin' I just said about that bullshit, okay?

[splinten]

I wasn't going to say it, and that's completely not going to happen. [He wants to point the pointer at Dave's forehead but kittens have claws. It's a shame? It would be adorable if it wouldn't scrape up Dave's face.

He settles for setting Macklemeow running across Dave's arm.]

[parodeity]

You were thinkin' it real hard.

[ dave doesn't react even when kitten claws dig into his arm, tbh. like, the cat could draw little pinpricks of blood and he'd just watch because again: this is small-scale. ]

And I don't even know what I was gettin' at so you don't need to worry about it?

[splinten]

It was a punctuating thought, not one for an argument. [Dirk leads the kitten over to his foot now with the pointer.]

I won't forget it. We don't have to talk about it, but it isn't the kind of thing that I like to let slip my mind.

[parodeity]

Oh, don't do that.

[ not about the kitten. he covers his face with both hands, making a weird dave noise (tm) that indicates disgruntled disapproval. ]

[splinten]

...Should I be more careful teaching him to play with feet?

[parodeity]

Not that. I mean...don't keep a thing in mind and just think it quietly to yourself, that's weird.

[ dave make up your mind do you want to talk about it or Not ]

[splinten]

[Dave....]

Do you... want to talk about it?

[parodeity]

I don't want you to not talk about it and sit there thinkin' it all secretive???

[ look ]

[splinten]

I did not think I was being especially secretive.

[parodeity]

I mean like. In the future. If you think about it??? And then go "wow Dave doesn't want to talk about it" and then it's just this thing where it's there but never talked about, and it keeps getting bigger and bigger and more there?

[splinten]

[...]

What do you think we should discuss about it?

[parodeity]

Uh. I'm not...sure? [ he did not think this through. ] Maybe nothing???

[ time to backtrack ]

[splinten]

Maybe we should pet Macklemeow for a few minutes and regroup.