[he pauses, and it's probably pretty obvious that the gears are turning frantically. he is on the cusp of agreeing, and maybe there is even a thing or two he'd be willing to say about his Bro. maybe. the chatbots seem harmless enough. maybe the rocketboard? he doesn't know. maybe he could talk about all the mixing gear that littered the apartment.]
You sure I'm not interrupting?
[Dave can't stop himself from trying to dance around it anyway. but it isn't an outright rejection like it was earlier, either, so it's something.]
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You sure I'm not interrupting?
[Dave can't stop himself from trying to dance around it anyway. but it isn't an outright rejection like it was earlier, either, so it's something.]