[Dave jumps a little, like he forgot he was in a public place and being suddenly spoken to with actual words spooked him. Glancing at Kubo, he can't help the heavy sarcasm that flows out of him automatically.]
Super.
[Shit, this was so much easier to keep a handle on when he was just typing at people. Seeing Kubo in person makes him all too acutely aware that they talked about his shit with Karkat and suddenly he can't actually look at the kid.
Shit. Kubo's crazy old-worldy, isn't he? Is he gonna take issue with it? The thought of that makes Dave feel vaguely nauseous, and he stares at his omnicomm really intently like he's still busy fussing with it, face red and jaw tight and voice flat.]
I'm not the first and I'm not gonna be the last. No point feeling particularly victimized here.
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Super.
[Shit, this was so much easier to keep a handle on when he was just typing at people. Seeing Kubo in person makes him all too acutely aware that they talked about his shit with Karkat and suddenly he can't actually look at the kid.
Shit. Kubo's crazy old-worldy, isn't he? Is he gonna take issue with it? The thought of that makes Dave feel vaguely nauseous, and he stares at his omnicomm really intently like he's still busy fussing with it, face red and jaw tight and voice flat.]
I'm not the first and I'm not gonna be the last. No point feeling particularly victimized here.