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[ hey he insisted on working through the list like 3 times that is as much of a miracle as can be asked for on a given day. also he tried to address fixing other things but then decided to drop it later. ]

Are we sure you don't have eating-things problems?

...I have less of an eating things problem than you do.

[Therefore he wins.]

That doesn't mean a non-existent one. But okay.

[ a shrug. ]

Let's wake up and case closed the awkward portion of the day.

We... could work on our eatings things problems together.

[It would be fair. The trees fade away as Dirk gets ready to wake up.]

[ dave blinks. ]

Um. Sure? I don't know why you have yours, but - sure.

[ dirk didn't want peace offerings but dave almost relaxes a little at what he perceives as one because he'll always take the tiny things when he can get them. ]

I don't know if I can give you an accurate assessment as to why I'm not especially gifted at it from a psychological perspective. From the perspective of praxis, it's easy for me to forget.

[So easy.]

Then a side-effect of the plan that was worked out to help me should help you.

[ right? ]

You never forget about me eatin' stuff.

It should help both of us, yes.

[Dirk can agree to that. He is definitely not going to forget Dave's eating needs, no matter how obsessed with work he gets. So he'll have to eat too.]

It used to, I know.

[ when they were eating mostly breakfast and dinner every day together, dave didn't skip. eating with the family meant he ate. ]

Dirk - [ another pause. what. does he want to ask? dave isn't actually sure. ]

[Dirk looks up. He isn't sure either, but he waits.]

Do you want to imagine more sand?

[So Dave can, like. Doodle. Until he is able to say it.]

What? No.

[ distracted look down he like. barely was paying attention to that, despite how ridiculous it got. dave goes to stand up looking up instead. there's an ocean surface somewhere up there. his hands go in his pockets like they always do when he's not sure what to do with them. ]

Are...we okay? Or...will we be?

[Dirk watches him stand (he genuinely was not sure, he thought Dave might want the sand? they are both dumb) and then, after a bit, stands with him.]

I think so. We possibly aren't okay right now. There are problems here we haven't addressed, or addressed how to work on. But... we love each other, and we want to make our relationship work. We're starting that process, and we want to fix and improve anything that got broken. Right?

[ dave looks back down and actually at dirk, uncertain. ]

So...you do want to fix what was broken, and you don't hate me.

[ just, you know, for confirmation. ]

[It's an idiotic thing to want confirmation on. Dirk knows it, because he wants confirmation too.]

Yes. And... you feel the same way. [A little lift, extending the 'y' past the end of the sentence with a questioning raise. Yes?]

Yeah. Okay. I just thought - maybe you didn't want to.

[ he makes a face. ]

Um. So, let's book it?

Yes. We can be embarrassingly stupid about everything later, maybe even not about the same things as usual.

[Like what a testimony of how dumb they are: they just had to ask each other that. TIME TO WAKE UP Dirk drags himself out of his dream pod and just. Puts a hand on his forehead.]

Hangouts and food?

[ dave's out of the pod immediately because he hates those things, and he just. nods. ]

Sure. Dealer's choice on food.

I'd do apple pie but Jane's the baker in our crew. I'll have to beg it out of her whenever we meet up with her again. [Which makes him wonder if orange pies are a thing? He'll have to check.]

Fish, apples and oranges respectively, bread and randomly chosen legume?

I'd rather save that for a time I'm like, actually hungry, anyway. Although I guess I might be hungry for it whenever? Never had any.

[ since

apples were hard to come by on the meteor and he's not sure they even owned a pan at home before that??? ]

Sounds fine, though, dude. I'll help with the fish.

Cool.

[He starts leading them out of the Monolith. This path is becoming annoyingly familiar.]

Anything pointless, stupid, and fun you want to do together? [Since. You know. He thinks at one point they agreed to just hang out in a non-emotional way?]

Um.

[ he can always think of a dozen pointless things. ]

Can we watch somethin' somewhere besides the base?

[ or are movies and television out. ]

I can steal a projector and set it up anywhere around here.

[movies and television are NEVER out]

Starsky and Hutch and...

[ nnnnngh ]

Dave. We have the same tastes in virtually everything. I'll even do Snakes On A Plane with you.

[There is no movie choice that Dirk will not jump at.]

I thought you thought it wasn't funny because it tries too hard?

[ eyebrow raise. ]

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