[Dirk breathes. Dave misses him, and Dirk misses him too.

He should probably put the sweater away.

Another breath, and Dirk does, pulling himself up to a sitting position.]

I miss you too. Maybe the dumbest thing is, after all this, I'm not scared of losing you anymore, not truly. Sometimes I get scared about it, but I still get scared of losing Jake, too, and I know we'll survive anything. But, uh... all this, lately, has made me pretty confident that we could work something out if we keep trying at it. You're right that it took time, but that's okay. Fixin' things with Jake took time and we're still not all repaired yet. I can take that time. I'm too good at reading you, and too damn stubborn to let you cut me off, and I think you love me enough that we can do this, eventually, the right way.

I think I need to put more into it than I was. More might be the wrong word. Some different things? More of this. [He gestures vaguely at himself. All the feelings he has been dumping out lately.] Maybe other things. It's something I'm working out. Whatever we work out together. [always together, always insisting on we instead of his thing because he wants it to be theirs]