WEEK TWO: MONDAY MORNING, ROOM 112
[ since presumably going up to dirk after breakfast or whatever and going "hey i need your help with a thing" might result in dirk following him, dave will drag dirk off to room 112, though he stops short in front of the door and casts a glance sideways at dirk. ]
Can you sew? I mean, you - he could. Better than me.
[ ...? presumably he needs help sewing. something. unless this is just one of his many random interrogative questions. ]
Can you sew? I mean, you - he could. Better than me.
[ ...? presumably he needs help sewing. something. unless this is just one of his many random interrogative questions. ]

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...No. Let's head out. Then dependin' on how this one goes, either I'll go alone, or you can do double duty on another break in with me later today.
[ he slides the wallet, which he had been holding, into his left pocket and just kind of absently pats it. he doesn't want it off his person. ]
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[ but for now... ]
But for now we should. If you're ready? The last time I went somewhere, somethin' snuck up on me, and I hated it. [ he'd turned around and nothing was there. same old same old. ] So just...guard my back. Will you?
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[ he returns the weapons to his person, now to their new holstery home. NICE. ]
Y'all set?
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