[To not calling him old. Mildly sardonic but again, more emoting than Bro ever.]
I'm seventeen.
You're thirteen. [Saying it again. HELPFUL.] Do you.
You only remember being thirteen.
[Can time powers do this. Did a Dave from earlier come in? That doesn't make sense, if a Dave from earlier came in then his Dave would still be here. And he isn't. Dirk can't sense his soul. He flickers back over his memories and he is sure: the soul he sensed, that steady awareness of Dave, shifted.
Shit.]
I'm Dirk.
[That. Was so bad. FUCK.]
I'm your Bro but from another universe. Except I try to keep you fed and don't randomly attack you, and also there are no puppets in our place of residence.
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[To not calling him old. Mildly sardonic but again, more emoting than Bro ever.]
I'm seventeen.
You're thirteen. [Saying it again. HELPFUL.] Do you.
You only remember being thirteen.
[Can time powers do this. Did a Dave from earlier come in? That doesn't make sense, if a Dave from earlier came in then his Dave would still be here. And he isn't. Dirk can't sense his soul. He flickers back over his memories and he is sure: the soul he sensed, that steady awareness of Dave, shifted.
Shit.]
I'm Dirk.
[That. Was so bad. FUCK.]
I'm your Bro but from another universe. Except I try to keep you fed and don't randomly attack you, and also there are no puppets in our place of residence.