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[splinten]

How.

[This is a grave offence, how did he commit it??]

[parodeity]

How many times have you stayed with me when you weren't tired?

[ he holds out his left hand towards dirk. ]

I was gonna say "when you had better shit to do". But I don't want you to think I have that. And I guess you wouldn't think you did either?

[splinten]

I don't ever have better shit to do.

[He takes Dave's hand and pulls it over enough to make a pillow out of it.]

[parodeity]

I would argue that you do but that doesn't currently support my point I'm makin' right now, which is that maybe I don't have better shit to do, either.

[ so congrats dirk he won't argue that because rn it isn't! beneficial! also there's literally no protest or struggle about the hand thing. ]

So, share.

[splinten]

Okay. Just... be careful.

[It's stupid and not what he wants to say. He wants to say It's a lot and It was scary and painful. He doesn't know the words. He reaches into his memory, and he lets Dave feel what it was like to feel the planet in full.]

[parodeity]

[ dave doesn't say he's always careful, because that's a dumb baldfaced lie. instead he just shuts his eyes and lets it happen. it's a lot. automatically he searches for his center; every single timeline splayed out in a thousand splintering directions is too much. the clock at the center is a centerpiece. think of it like that. focus in on the core and wait for a few breaths before you look at the rest.

despite that, his right hand, still free, does automatically reach out for dirk just to grab onto his arm, light. for the moment, dirk and dave's innate sense of when will count as a steadying influence. ]

Huh. [ they're really eloquent after they share this shit. wow. so amaze. ]

[splinten]

Yeah.

[He doesn't mind the arm grab but it worries him. He squeezes the hand he has in his to give another grounding point.]

It's big.

[so well-spoken]

[parodeity]

It's chill.

[ he's used to things feeling too-big these days. a million possibilities stressing him out - ]

Just needed a sec to focus on when I am. You okay?

[splinten]

Mhm. You?

[Another hand-squeeze. And then deciding to resettle the arm for greater comfort.]

[parodeity]

M'fine. It didn't bug me near so much as the portals were doin'.

[ probably because it wasn't his aspect, even if a view of it through dirk's mind's eye was a headache. ]

You didn't rap to it.

[splinten]

I don't think it likes me.

[He feels like he's barely moved up to 'maybe okay, possibly']

[parodeity]

Probably because you didn't rap to it?

[ that's not why ]

[splinten]

Yes. That's probably it.

[no]

[parodeity]

This is the part where you go the fuck to sleep, bee tee dubs.

[splinten]

You're enjoying this disproportionately.

[He closes his eyes. He is going!!]

[parodeity]

You wouldn't've told me you were tired when we first got here.

[ so duh he's enjoying it disproportionately ]

[splinten]

...Hm.

[That's an odd thought. He can't disagree with it.]

Okay.

[parodeity]

You do it, too. The disproportionately happy thing.

[ just so you know, dirk? but yeah. he's just pleased dirk actually said he was tired, to him, dave. it was very exciting. ]

[splinten]

It's totally proportionate. Where's my lullaby?

[speaking of proportions]

[parodeity]

It's not proportionate. You've gotten happy about me tellin' you I had nightmares about, y'know.

[ dirk.............. ]

Will you go to sleep after a lullaby?

[splinten]

[... he is not going to answer the above]

I'll sleep after the lullaby.

[parodeity]

And will save any and all commentary for after you wake up?

[ he Knows You, dirk ]

[splinten]

[...]

Fine.

[parodeity]

That's a promise? Strider's honor no bullshit?

[ #annoying little brother ]

[splinten]

You suck so much.

[He yanks on the hand he has, just a little. And settles back down onto his arm.]

Strider's honour. Nothin' until I wake up.