[ he doesn't say much, just sits, not really watching what's going on. it's none of his business. was it ever? he doesn't know. his head hurts just thinking about it. his head hurts a lot of the time lately, much like it had for so long before he died, but he hasn't lost any time, which he'd just figured was something normal.
but now he's not losing it at all so was it really normal? he's struggling to maintain as a normal person, though "strider" basically means you're destined to be weird, but...
anyway, those are thoughts for another time. right now, the boy has vacated dave's lap so he can look at them plainly again. at least he doesn't seem viscerally uncomfortable. ]
Oh, he's staying here.
[ there's an air of finality to it; he's not going to listen to any arguments about it. ]
There's room. I can sleep on the couch. I did long enough. I'll need you to keep an eye on him at some point when I run a couple errands, though.
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[ he doesn't say much, just sits, not really watching what's going on. it's none of his business. was it ever? he doesn't know. his head hurts just thinking about it. his head hurts a lot of the time lately, much like it had for so long before he died, but he hasn't lost any time, which he'd just figured was something normal.
but now he's not losing it at all so was it really normal? he's struggling to maintain as a normal person, though "strider" basically means you're destined to be weird, but...
anyway, those are thoughts for another time. right now, the boy has vacated dave's lap so he can look at them plainly again. at least he doesn't seem viscerally uncomfortable. ]
Oh, he's staying here.
[ there's an air of finality to it; he's not going to listen to any arguments about it. ]
There's room. I can sleep on the couch. I did long enough. I'll need you to keep an eye on him at some point when I run a couple errands, though.
[ yeah, he's gonna go murder that guy. ]