[Now Murdoc is positive he's done something wrong here, he just wishes he knew exactly what it was. All he can really see is that what he's tried to do is just not enough. The fact that it wasn't actually gives him a sense of genuine concern. Of course, he was worried from the moment he walked in, anyone would be worried about a friend in this situation.
But just. The way Dirk is acting seems so off and so far beyond anything he's ever had to deal with. He can't just leave, obviously, he'd never forgive himself. Honestly, after everything he's put Dirk through, he deserves a little bit more of his time.
When he moves he feels a little empty and very fucking pathetic. He stares for a long moment, trying to formulate something heartfelt, something helpful and nothing comes.
Instead, he acts on gut instinct. He shifts, as if he's standing up and then he just sort of flops on top of Dirk. It's mostly because if he doesn't throw himself into cuddles, he'll weasle out of them, but he imagines it must feel comforting in some way. Right?
Regardless, he's going to snake his arms around him in a stubborn attempt to tell him he isn't going anywhere.]
action;
But just. The way Dirk is acting seems so off and so far beyond anything he's ever had to deal with. He can't just leave, obviously, he'd never forgive himself. Honestly, after everything he's put Dirk through, he deserves a little bit more of his time.
When he moves he feels a little empty and very fucking pathetic. He stares for a long moment, trying to formulate something heartfelt, something helpful and nothing comes.
Instead, he acts on gut instinct. He shifts, as if he's standing up and then he just sort of flops on top of Dirk. It's mostly because if he doesn't throw himself into cuddles, he'll weasle out of them, but he imagines it must feel comforting in some way. Right?
Regardless, he's going to snake his arms around him in a stubborn attempt to tell him he isn't going anywhere.]
Make me.