[ dirk just fucking lays there while connor breaks in. he doesn't move to stop him, just fucking lays there miserably. when connor calls out into the apartment dirk lifts one hand over the back of the couch to flip him off where he can see it.

he doesn't do anything else for a long moment.

when he speaks, it has a rough edge to it. not angry, but slightly shaken. ]

Or we could not ask each other any questions and avoid the awful conversation entirely. I like the sound of that one.