[Dirk has to try very hard not to smirk at Kankri wandering around, lost in a sea of words, in his attempt to call him an asshole. God, why does he like this little fucker so much?]
Go ahead, then, prove me wrong.
[By the time Kankri admits-- well, not defeat, but difficulty, Dirk has given up and is almost outright grinning.]
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Go ahead, then, prove me wrong.
[By the time Kankri admits-- well, not defeat, but difficulty, Dirk has given up and is almost outright grinning.]
Hubris, sweetheart.