[Sigh. He'll just approach and have a seat a few feet away, shivering a little at the cold concrete of the roof while watching for a moment. On the one hand, Dave should probably sleep. On the other, if he falls straight into someone else's nightmare that sucks?
So. Give him a second and he throws a balled-up pair of clean socks at Dave's head.]
[ well. there's a reason he told john to toss something instead of shake him, and it's because he lurches immediately into fully awake and his sword is in his hand before he thinks about it, body automatically angling towards the source of the perceived threat.
it takes a second to reorient, dismiss the sword, and toss the socks back. ]
Whoa, hey! [Even if it's a split second he's hyperaware considering he was watching him. He backs away from the sword even if he wasn't in range, and even when it disappears he catches the socks with one hand and gives Dave a quiet look. He says nothing for a moment, but eventually:]
Hey...you still with me? [A tentative grin. The fuck was that about?]
...Yeah. Just...stick to that if you try to wake me up all month. [ or all of his life, at this rate. dave runs a hand through his hair. ] - It's annoying.
Sure. [He stays his distance and watches quietly, fingers threaded together almost nervously.] I have plenty of socks I can throw at you as often as you need me to. Are you--did you go anywhere else?
[He doesn't know what to say at first seeing how he's still leaning back and watching him silently. He's worried, yes, but maybe not for the reasons that Dave thinks.]
You told me to do this for a specific reason, didn't you? I think as long as we understand that it'll be fine.
[Given Dave's nightmare involved fighting an abomination of puppets, and given what he remembers of their universe, he isn't that surprised to hear that either.]
You still trust me, don't you? I am sure it will be fine. [...] Is it because of the nightmares?
I had to fuck off and sleep away from people as much as I could for a while after we got back in August, too. [ so there is that. ] - I always trust you.
Considering what you told me about August I guess that makes sense. But then...trust me on this. I won't even wake you up unless I really have to and I have a lot of socks and a pillow. We can figure it out if you want, but if you want to abscond for a while that is okay, too. [Even if that option worries him.]
If I knew that someone was going to draw a damn sword on me, I would have drawn my hammer. [There's a frown because he doesn't like the implications, but he doesn't argue either.] I can protect myself fine. I promise.
You raise a good point. I've been having an easier time working with my sylladex and strife deck to get Wrinklefucker immediately but everyone is different.
[But whatever. He's finally getting up and approaching, standing over Dave for a minute before extending a hand.] Come back to the room?
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So. Give him a second and he throws a balled-up pair of clean socks at Dave's head.]
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it takes a second to reorient, dismiss the sword, and toss the socks back. ]
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Hey...you still with me? [A tentative grin. The fuck was that about?]
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[ he says, like he intends to sleep at all ]
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[ he's looking at john hard, trying to read his body language as much as whatever the fuck john says next.
he means do you still feel safe around me and it's a constant concern because dave isn't sure he trusts himself, sometimes. ]
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You told me to do this for a specific reason, didn't you? I think as long as we understand that it'll be fine.
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You still trust me, don't you? I am sure it will be fine. [...] Is it because of the nightmares?
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[ a shrug. ]
I had to fuck off and sleep away from people as much as I could for a while after we got back in August, too. [ so there is that. ] - I always trust you.
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Just, don't let me hurt you if it ever comes up.
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[ a shrug. ]
But this is all about "fear" and messin' with our heads. It's...not improbable that people will go off in the wrong way.
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[But whatever. He's finally getting up and approaching, standing over Dave for a minute before extending a hand.] Come back to the room?
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