[For some reason, that makes the faint blush evolve into a bright red face, and Dave neatly spins back around to go inspect another shelf.]
Y'know. Three years. A lot changed.
[Shit, Dave Strider being minimally wordy?? What the fuck.
(Shit. That conversation will have to happen eventually, won't it? He knows he can't put it off forever, but he sure as hell doesn't wanna do it in the middle of an attack on an alien planet in some Time Trapper hallucination.)]
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Y'know. Three years. A lot changed.
[Shit, Dave Strider being minimally wordy?? What the fuck.
(Shit. That conversation will have to happen eventually, won't it? He knows he can't put it off forever, but he sure as hell doesn't wanna do it in the middle of an attack on an alien planet in some Time Trapper hallucination.)]