You're being an idiot, but not about the thing you were worried about. [He folds his arms over his chest, staring up at the ceiling instead.] It's not overdramatic. It's weird and unnerving and I'm a little freaked out, too, and he's not even my--whatever. So okay. Not overdramatic. I don't even know how he could have erased his memories here, that's the weird part.

[But okay. He's busy pushing past the heaviness of the topic, swimming upward against the current to break the surface and bring things back to normal.]

You've always been much cooler when you aren't so worried about what your Bro was doing or what he was thinking and you were thinking about stuff on your own. Why the fuck is this any different? [Cooler isn't the word he wants, but it's purposeful and a callback to a once upon a time conversation. The first mark of how close they were. Dave has always been Dave, but Dave has always been a better version of himself in the few times he did his own thing. Why is this different? Why are they going backwards?]