There was a soft, audible exhale through Dirk's nose. Funny. That was as expressive as he was going to get for the moment. "I'm not worried." Not in the traditional sense of the word. "I'm confused and annoyed, but that's a no brainer." He would expect anybody else new to this... Situation to feel the same. To a much more turbulent degree, of course. His emotional dissociation could be a blessing in a rare situation or two.
"Not my intention. My apologies if my parry of this verbal jousting session hurt your fee-fees even a little. I'm going to take your words at face value and assume you're not fighting back tears right now." Dirk was almost certain that he was actually... Having fun. It was a somewhat scary thought. Not unlike him to take joy in any form of combat, even if it was verbally nipping at the heels of a troll.
Floating around was a Schrodinger's threat. If accused, he was getting comfortable. If Sollux felt intimidated, then it was purposeful. He would not admit to that. "Mister. You don't look like a lady." He has seen female trolls and wont consider that he could have been acting rather problematic. "You could give me your name instead. Even things out a little considering you already know mine."
There was the accusation. Dirk tipped his head in a purposeful, sideward motion. "I've been on my feet all day. Quit being paranoid." Jeez. "You asked a question and I answered it. Just because the answer didn't satiate your expectations doesn't mean I'm trying to be a dick. Good roast, though." He was particularly fond about the bacteria comment. Scientific and scathing.
Speaking of dicks. "Almost tempting." The Strider's tone of voice made it difficult to discern if he was being sarcastic or not. "Unfortunately, I don't like being told what to do and I'm considering abstinence from anything even remotely sexual to be spiteful. The most platonic case of 'fuck the system' that I can manage. So, yeah. We're done. I guess we'll never know."
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"Not my intention. My apologies if my parry of this verbal jousting session hurt your fee-fees even a little. I'm going to take your words at face value and assume you're not fighting back tears right now." Dirk was almost certain that he was actually... Having fun. It was a somewhat scary thought. Not unlike him to take joy in any form of combat, even if it was verbally nipping at the heels of a troll.
Floating around was a Schrodinger's threat. If accused, he was getting comfortable. If Sollux felt intimidated, then it was purposeful. He would not admit to that. "Mister. You don't look like a lady." He has seen female trolls and wont consider that he could have been acting rather problematic. "You could give me your name instead. Even things out a little considering you already know mine."
There was the accusation. Dirk tipped his head in a purposeful, sideward motion. "I've been on my feet all day. Quit being paranoid." Jeez. "You asked a question and I answered it. Just because the answer didn't satiate your expectations doesn't mean I'm trying to be a dick. Good roast, though." He was particularly fond about the bacteria comment. Scientific and scathing.
Speaking of dicks. "Almost tempting." The Strider's tone of voice made it difficult to discern if he was being sarcastic or not. "Unfortunately, I don't like being told what to do and I'm considering abstinence from anything even remotely sexual to be spiteful. The most platonic case of 'fuck the system' that I can manage. So, yeah. We're done. I guess we'll never know."