Uh.

[ hal shifts a little uncomfortably, glancing away like his expression will give him away. it takes him a moment to decide how he's going to answer, leaning forward and resting his elbows on his knees. ]

I mean, Dirk's always treated me like a thing. A mistake that shouldn't exist. It's easy to think of someone like that when they're a pair of glasses that remind you of the worst parts of yourself. Maybe it'd be different with a body.