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[parodeity]

It seems like that's what it's about?

[ prevarication isn't a thing dave does ever ]

[splinten]

It's about you tellin' me when you're hurt, like I tell you, and like we agreed we wanted each other to do.

[It would be awful if this conversation were happening when Dave was exhausted or something]

[parodeity]

I wasn't gonna hide it from you when you got home. I would've done before.

[ look he's clearly fine? no exhaustion? clearly not slouching into the couch for anything other than casual relaxation? ]

[splinten]

Which is a step up, and one I genuinely appreciate. That possible happiness is somewhat dampened by how you're basically hidin' how tired you are from me right now, even though you know I know.

[sorry dave]

[parodeity]

I...don't want to go to sleep. [ that sounds childish but. he makes a face. ]

[splinten]

[A pause.] I wasn't going to make you.

[parodeity]

I'm also not really doin' it on purpose, as such. [ clarification: ] It's automatic.

[splinten]

[Of course. There's a pause. Dirk reaches out for Dave's hand.] Wanna watch a movie or somethin'?

[parodeity]

Sure. [ dave can eat one handed so this is Fine and he lets it happen. he opens his mouth to ask something else, but then does not ask whatever it was, changing directions after a split-second hesitation. ] I'm pretty much always down for a movie. You shouldn't do anythin' that difficult for the rest of the day either, anyway.

[splinten]

What were you going to say? [Dave stop trying to get things past him.]

[parodeity]

I was goin' to bring up one of those potential uses of your powers, but it's stupid? My bringing it up is stupid, not your powers are stupid.

[splinten]

What's the potential use? [And why does Dave think it's stupid.]

[parodeity]

You've said before you think we all put splinters of ourselves into other people. [ a good start!

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yeah that's all he's saying rn. how long does dirk wait for more to happen. ]

[splinten]

[.......

he gives Dave a full minute and a half.]

Yes. I do. Continue?

[parodeity]

Theoretically you could destroy or control those splinters.

[ .....................TO DO? ]

[splinten]

[Dave gets another minute. Then.]

Why.

[parodeity]

Nevermind it's stupid. And weird? And stupid. And you shouldn't do soul shit for a bit?

[splinten]

Please explain, Dave.

[parodeity]

I don't know if I want to because you might try to do it?

[ and he's doing that thing where he flips back and forth wildly on whether or not he wants to ask, and also - ]

And maybe I'm thinkin' about things wrong and it's impossible. And maybe it would be bad for you? And maybe it would be bad for me???

[splinten]

It would really help me to figure out which of those it is if you told me what it was.

[parodeity]

Do you, [ a pause but this time a minute or two gets him going again ] do you think that. Do you think -

[ okay vague hand gestures time it is. three minutes of this sums up Basically Nothing before he stumbles through to: ]

The pieces of people that get left behind and rattle around your head and get stuck in your bones and can't get dug out. The cancer that seeps into your bloodstream and rots your lungs. Do you think the splinters of people that get left behind as a concept are involved in - noooo this is still too stupid.

[splinten]

[He gives him the space to say it, even listening to the rumbling. He wonders if he knows what Dave wants to ask. He doesn't know if the idea frightens him or gives him hope. Maybe both.]

I think people kinda get splinters of each other left behind, and possibly, I can remove and destroy those, although that isn't a certain possibility. If it were, though, what is it about those splinters you're interested in?

[parodeity]

I don't know if I'd want you to even if you could. It's just a thing that I think about sometimes when I want to go the fuck to sleep.

[ it's more of an explanation than the vague rambling, but he tries to clarify: ]

Do you think it's splinters of people we dream about, or just splinters of ourselves? And does the difference even matter? I'm not sure it's even morally a thing I should be askin' about, and also, it's kind of stupid. Like I said.

[splinten]

I've wondered sometimes if maybe I could dig the splinter of him out of you.

[That might not answer the question. Dirk is quiet, low-voiced, when he speaks it.]

[parodeity]

I don't even know if that's a thing that's possible on a larger scale.

[ or rather, he's pretty sure it isn't. he has no idea who he is without everything that led to this point, and bro was so fucking much of it. his brother is dead and dave has taken up his place beating himself down and he knows it, sometimes, but he's unsure of how to stop. ]

And I'm not even sure it's a thing that should be asked one a smaller scale. Like [ a vague hand gestures as he sinks back into the couch more, rearranges himself with his arms crossed over his chest - not defensive, but relaxed in the way he has where he always has to do something with his hands or he gets antsy - and pauses the eating. ] fuckin' with nightmares or whatever the hell I was suggestin' or not suggestin'.