monday evening

[ dave ends up watching the other secrets for one reason only: the more they know about one another, the easier it might be to guess who kills someone next. or to see who might have done it in a trial. not knowing about shit - like shelley's sister, or who kazuma really was - was one of their biggest weaknesses as a group.

that's what he tells himself, anyway. and it might even be half true. but some of it is definitely just wanting to take his mind off his own secret. dave barely ever acknowledges bro isn't less than amazing (as in, never) but he can't deny that even a teenage girl he'd never met before waking up in murder hell is a much better parent than bro.

he's not sure how to feel about everyone else who has shitty parent problems (why are there so many of them?) but there is one of the crap childhood ones that resonates with him.

so he stops avoiding everyone and chooses to go and find judar. while dave's poker face is firmly in place it's not perfect. he has a certain nervous energy he doesn't usually have, and his lips are twisted in a tiny frown. ]

Hey. Can we talk?