Dirk may not have been doing it to seek approval, but that doesn't stop Bro from being proud anyway. He accomplished quite a feat for a fifteen year old, after all. That grin makes his own smile widen a little more.

He raises an eyebrow himself when Dirk only orders chips, but he doesn't question it. If Dirk isn't hungry, he isn't going to force him to eat or anything. He wasn't, however, expecting those next words to come out of Dirk's mouth, and immediately his stomach clenches. Fuck. He supposes it makes it easier on him, but that doesn't really make it any easier. He'd intended on telling Dirk, he just... it's hard.

Bro is quiet for a long few moments, staring down at the table. "Sorry," he finally says, his voice quiet. It's a weird thing to say to Dirk, considering it didn't directly affect him, but that doesn't stop him from saying it. He's apologizing that it happened at all, that he was that much of a fuck up to allow to to happen. Basically he's just... sorry for everything.