You ... you really think that? [he does. Dave already knows that answer.]
[it's hard for him to really fully comprehend the idea (there's that "he's not the Heart guy here" thing again). did the universe just cook up a version of Dirk that was every worst possibility cranked up past the maximum, and put him in charge? was there some other sort of influence entirely? for a second, he mentally wanders off to memories of that damn puppet. did that thing give his bro nightmares, too?]
[he doesn't know. there's no point in wondering about it, either. but something else does cross his mind, and he feels like maybe it's okay to think this: that if there's some composite idea of Dirk that Paradox Space draws from ... then maybe it had all the right ideas when it made the Dirk standing in front of him. and more than anything, he doesn't want to be wrong about that.]
I think I'd like to hear about what sort of life the other me had. I want to tell you about the other you, too — I just need some time. I don't —
[shit, he's already halfway said that thought. may as well finish it.]
I don't want to screw this up, I guess. [said with a sort of a wave, a vague gesture between them. because there is something very small and fragile there, he thinks, and he even might call it brotherly if he better understood what that meant. Dave doesn't want to lose that by trotting out all the bad shit he's lived through on the first day — and he hopes, too late at this point, that he didn't already mess it up by saying that.]
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[it's hard for him to really fully comprehend the idea (there's that "he's not the Heart guy here" thing again). did the universe just cook up a version of Dirk that was every worst possibility cranked up past the maximum, and put him in charge? was there some other sort of influence entirely? for a second, he mentally wanders off to memories of that damn puppet. did that thing give his bro nightmares, too?]
[he doesn't know. there's no point in wondering about it, either. but something else does cross his mind, and he feels like maybe it's okay to think this: that if there's some composite idea of Dirk that Paradox Space draws from ... then maybe it had all the right ideas when it made the Dirk standing in front of him. and more than anything, he doesn't want to be wrong about that.]
I think I'd like to hear about what sort of life the other me had. I want to tell you about the other you, too — I just need some time. I don't —
[shit, he's already halfway said that thought. may as well finish it.]
I don't want to screw this up, I guess. [said with a sort of a wave, a vague gesture between them. because there is something very small and fragile there, he thinks, and he even might call it brotherly if he better understood what that meant. Dave doesn't want to lose that by trotting out all the bad shit he's lived through on the first day — and he hopes, too late at this point, that he didn't already mess it up by saying that.]