[He goes to respond to her first statement, skeptical and irritated, because if she doesn't want to hear about that, then what the hell did she want? But... he catches her eye, and something about it stops him. He doesn't even know, but. He just loses a lot of his will to argue. As if it's a gaze that demands respect, and he'd better not question her.
So he deflates a little and the vibe that comes off of him is a little sulky.
But when she says the last bit, he tenses up. Why would she want to talk about Dirk, of all people? He knew Dirk had seen her a few times, but. What would this even be about? He didn't want to assume there was something wrong, considering she would have said if he was ill. So it clearly had to be about something else.]
...What?
[His tone suggest he's very much dreading the worst. Because with everything lately, he can't help but expect it.]
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So he deflates a little and the vibe that comes off of him is a little sulky.
But when she says the last bit, he tenses up. Why would she want to talk about Dirk, of all people? He knew Dirk had seen her a few times, but. What would this even be about? He didn't want to assume there was something wrong, considering she would have said if he was ill. So it clearly had to be about something else.]
...What?
[His tone suggest he's very much dreading the worst. Because with everything lately, he can't help but expect it.]