[ he goes to say "i know", decides he doesn't actually know that still, and decides not to lie to dirk's face for the time being. instead the grass underneath him fades to sand and he starts drawing absent patterns with his left forefinger. ]

So no unilateral decisions. [ he drops the resentment issue to go back to the one he's managed to semi stick to throughout: the list thing. ] You asked me not to make them, I asked you to...tell me if you made them. Can we...swap mine to match yours, I guess?