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DAVE STRIDER | RED | #E00707
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[parodeity]

[ ah. ]

...I'm sorry I left you all alone, dude.

[windeity]

[A shrug. That. Sure is part of what he was flipping out about, surprise!]

You didn't know.

[parodeity]

[ he also couldn't Help it really but. ]

Did you move in while I was gone or what? [ why is there food in his kitchen. ]

[windeity]

Yeah. [Like. There's no point being coy about it.] I had no idea if or when you were coming back and I figured this would be the first place you came back to.

[parodeity]

[ dave untangles his left arm enough so he can shove his shades back on as he tries to figure out if there's a way to ask "are you moving out now????" or some other clarifying question on wtf john is doing that doesn't sound, like, rude. ]

[windeity]

[The lack of a reply is interesting and he watches Dave put his shades back on. He's not objecting. He got what he wanted and that was that.]

Is that okay?

[parodeity]

[ dave does not bother to explain his eyes aren't ever Thrilled about a lot of sunlight (? it's probably afternoonish?) but whatever. ]

What about Okuyasu and specs?

[windeity]

[He just kind of picks at the sleeve of his godtier outfit.]

I don't think any of us are wholly concerned about if we are home or not. So it was fine.

[parodeity]

[ are home, was fine.

these tenses aren't helping. dave registers the clingy thing and fully lets go of john, shifting away to give him space. ]

So... [ so... ] I'm back now.

[windeity]

I noticed. [He lets Dave take his steps back and he glances at the town from the rooftop.] I have enough food for us for a couple of days at least until we need to restock. If you do not have a preference I can probably make something out of whatever that is edible enough.

[That probably still doesn't help.]

[parodeity]

[ IT DOESN'T. IT DOESN'T HELP AT ALL AND DAVE FROWNS VERY SLIGHTLY IN FRUSTRATED CONFUSION. this text is mostly capslock but his expression looks strider lowercase.

all his screaming is always internal. ]

O...kay. [ sure. ] You should eat if you haven't recently.

[windeity]

[#savedave]

I will. I ate something for breakfast this morning before I started doing stuff and fell asleep, but it's probably close to dinner time. And you're eating too, don't try to get out of it.

[parodeity]

[ no, it's fine, he'll be unhappily confused forever because god forbid he just ask john a second time. dave's shoulders slump in surrender and he shrugs, expression receding from frustration to pure neutrality as he slots his defenses back into place. just...don't think about it, strider. ]

I have to go out in a while.

[windeity]

Where? [It's almost sharp and immediate but he tones it down anyway. He doesn't seem to grasp that he's shit at actually reading what Dave's asking but he's also not sure he's comfortable with Dave just up and leaving.]

[parodeity]

I don't know. Probably staying in town. [ to meet up with izuku, specifically, but he doesn't offer the details because he's still frazzled and off balance with uncertainty about what the situation here is. for all he spends his hours at home in fits of manic productivity in order to stave off loneliness and everything else and likes having john around in general, dave isn't super thrilled about unknown factors in his living quarters.

he is, however, super used to them. john's just an iteration of a fucking whimsical quasi-houseguest who might not attack randomly and probably won't leave puppets around.

maybe that's what housemates do. make you uncomfortable with never knowing what's up, always slightly on edge as you wait for another shoe to drop and try to adapt to whatever it is they've decided to do that day.

maybe-housemates. whatever. ]

I was puttin' it off until you woke up.

[windeity]

Oh. [His own expression isn't as good at Dave's when it comes to not giving away what he's thinking. He's a little uncertain and alarmed though, so that's pretty much not helpful.]

Are you coming home tonight at least?

[parodeity]

I...probably? I don't usually plan that far ahead as long as the lobster doesn't need to be fed.

[ the skeleton and the lobster simply Do Not Care if dave wanders around on his own outside of the house or not.

and he still genuinely can't tell if john counts as a roommate or not yet. ]

[windeity]

Oh. Well like...I can make dinner and you can just eat it whenever you get back then I guess? I'm still hungry and may as well.

[parodeity]

...Yeah, sure? You should go check in with your roommates, too.

[ since from what he understands john has been doing the opposite of that. ]

[windeity]

It's fine, I will talk to them whenever I see them. It's not that important right now. [Since John's not really planning on going back to the other house anytime soon.]

[parodeity]

We've been over how it's important to tell the people you live with where you're goin' and when you'll be back, dude. C'mon.

[windeity]

Actually I was kind of thinking of staying here a while. [Ah. There it is.]

[parodeity]

[ oh. ] How long is "a while"? [ he's less objecting and more trying to figure out a specific timeframe for reference. ]

[windeity]

..whenever. Further in the future? I didn't have a set date to leave, did you?

[parodeity]

I'm still not sure if you're leaving or not.