[Briefly, Dave feels like he might be irritated enough to get snappy in response. He pulls a face like he's got something to say but the expression falls back to the same, tired look.]
Sounds good.
[If he pretends they're not here, anyway. He pushes himself up from the couch and although he finds he needs to brace on the arm of it for a second he feels largely capable of walking if not a bit disoriented.
He looks around before starting to shuffle toward the bedroom, arms folded loosely over his chest.]
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Sounds good.
[If he pretends they're not here, anyway. He pushes himself up from the couch and although he finds he needs to brace on the arm of it for a second he feels largely capable of walking if not a bit disoriented.
He looks around before starting to shuffle toward the bedroom, arms folded loosely over his chest.]