At that, Murdoc feels hurt. He doesn't seem aware that he has no right to be hurt by Dirk's need to hide his eyes. He doesn't feel as if he's done anything terrible wrong. There's nothing wrong with stating his opinions and feelings in regards to muggle technology and customs, if Dirk is allowed to like it he has just as much right to dislike it.

"I fail to see why.." He trails off with a grumble. It's not as if he's threatening the other man. He doesn't think it's fair that he needs to bare all of his feelings when Dirk gets to hide. This really isn't fair at all.

His mouth twitches as his hesitation to speak is called out. His mind is racing to find technicalities and detailed explanations of why he IS better and that it's okay. However, even he can see that Dirk wouldn't be entirely comfortable with that answer. Hell, he knows he'd be pissed.

"I wouldn't say better than so much as superior to."

That sort of tumbles out. He lets it hang there for a moment before he fumbles to justify himself. He sputters a little, rubbing his neck with his hand awkwardly before continuing in a softer tone. "Despite the differences in our rank, I've found myself bein' hopelessly in love with you regardless of your inferiority."