[Aaah, okay, Dirk is not a stoic unfeeling manlyguy incapable of the human disease called anxiety, lesson secured. Dave feels...a little bad for even wondering if he might be.
Time to do what he does best: Pretend everything is chill by throwing words at the world.]
Okay. Yeah, Karkat. Um...you know, even if he says you smell like a butt made out of dumps, you can at LEAST stay in the hotel, right? Come on, Wart.
[Dave opens the door for all of them, feeling oddly balanced even having lost nearly a foot of height. Is that because Wart's a Fighting type? Or a Psychic type? Wart himself definitely looks less comfortable on Dave's stork legs, though maybe he's just not comfortable with, like. Anything. He really wants his Psychic powers back, thanks.
Dave looks back, though, intrigued.]
Am I taller than you? You know, normally. How tall are you?
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Time to do what he does best: Pretend everything is chill by throwing words at the world.]
Okay. Yeah, Karkat. Um...you know, even if he says you smell like a butt made out of dumps, you can at LEAST stay in the hotel, right? Come on, Wart.
[Dave opens the door for all of them, feeling oddly balanced even having lost nearly a foot of height. Is that because Wart's a Fighting type? Or a Psychic type? Wart himself definitely looks less comfortable on Dave's stork legs, though maybe he's just not comfortable with, like. Anything. He really wants his Psychic powers back, thanks.
Dave looks back, though, intrigued.]
Am I taller than you? You know, normally. How tall are you?