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[splinten]

Trips to the Kharaa are absolutely legitimate road trips.

[How dare you.

He hasn't let go of Dave's hand, although he won't make him hold on if Dave decides he wants to pull away.]

[parodeity]

We haven't gone on one of those in months.

[ or. dirk hasn't. ]

And those are more like family visits than roadtrips?

[splinten]

We succeeded when we did. [So he point stands!] But fine, family visits.

[parodeity]

Ok, but name one conversation we've had in a straight line.

[splinten]

I can name a thing that doesn't exist, but I can't point to it.

[yeah no there was none]

[parodeity]

Can we - [ he cuts himself off before he voices the request, because no, that's stupid. ]

What are we doin'.

[splinten]

What did you want to ask?

[parodeity]

Somethin' stupid that would cause more problems?

[ so like, par for the course ]

[splinten]

At this point there's maybe an obligation to voice the stupidest thoughts. We're in it deep, dude. You just watched me try to make Dogville watchable.

[Can anything more stupid and full of problems than that effort? He thinks not.]

[parodeity]

It's pointless. I was just gonna ask if we could go on a road trip, but we, uh, can't. So.

[ it's was a Dumb Impulse. ]

[splinten]

[A pause.]

Why can't we?

[parodeity]

Whenever I do that I find more plot shit.

[splinten]

And you don't want to get sucked into us havin' to tell everyone. [That makes sense. He doesn't know if he can fix it.] Does it still hold as bad if we go together and I report the plot shit. Like, if we make it 'mine' to decide? Or does that make it worse.

[parodeity]

I...don't know.

[ his gaze goes opaque, staring at the television screen and through it. ]

Sometimes I think I'd like it better if you just made all my decisions for me.

[splinten]

[Dirk watches him, and sees the unreadability slip over his expression.]

I can imagine. If it's any comfort, I think I trust myself with my own decisions as much as you trust yourself with yours. I just have really shitty control freak tendencies, putting my brain in a perpetual lockdown like the battle between a North-Going Zax and a South-Going Zax while highways are built around my psyche.

[parodeity]

[ there's a huff of dry laughter for the seuss reference, at least. ]

A version of you used to make all my decisions for me. Or I based 'em off of whatever I thought he wanted. It was...

[ he doesn't come up with a word, and shrugs. ]

So anyway it was a stupid request so I didn't make it.

[splinten]

Was it easier?

[Or something else.]

[parodeity]

I don't know that either option was ever easy. I don't know if many things in my life are generally cleancut like that?

[ he has to think about it. ]

The things that are easy always get complicated by the things that aren't.

[splinten]

That checks out philosophically and in terms of actual experience.

[You trade off an easy thing for a hard thing. Nothing ever really ends up easy.]

If you decide you want a road trip and that it would be okay for me to decide how the information spreads, or if you're fine with it let me know. [Hm...] It might be somethin' Rose could help untangle. I could listen to your reasoning on it, but I don't know if I could advise you.

[parodeity]

It's chill. I won't ask you on shit like that until I - fix it.

[ him. dave doesn't draw back but he slouches in place, still staring at the tv screen aimlessly. ]

What did you want my reasonin' on? Missed that.

[splinten]

Until you fix what?

[Whoops.]

[parodeity]

Me?

[ even as he says it he's pretty sure dirk's going to flip their ages again. ]

[splinten]

[Yup Dirk's now older.

He frowns, but it isn't unexpected, either. He swallows back.]

From the perspective of a guy who wants to fix everythin', I don't think of you as somethin' to be fixed.

[parodeity]

[ for now ]

I want to be able to do stupid shit with you without worryin' about hurtin' you or other people. My brain gets in the way of that. I'd sign up for a lobotomy immediately if a shady doctor started advertisin' them on the streets? Like sure Frankenstein, make me a real boy.

[splinten]

[It's the second reference to puppets. The second time Dave's implied he's walking on strings.]

Pretty sure a lobotomy isn't how Pinocchio gets saved.